Prologue

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Busan, South Korea

"You're a curse! You killed my mother! Get out of our lives!" He hanged up. Her dad hanged up on her.

She let out her sobs uncontrollably. She dropped the phone and walked out of the phone booth. She walked down the street aimlessly, sobbing all the way.

She had no care in the world, not minding the stares on her. She doesn't even know where she was headed. She stopped abruptly.

An idea crossed her immature mind. 'I'm going to end this all. I'm going to end my unlucky life.'

She looked at the railing of a bridge. She looked the bridge and saw the sea.

"Hey, what are you doing?" an American tourist who had missed his way while touring, called.

"It's none of your business!"

"You're not Korean?" She ignored him this time.  She crossed over the railing ready to jump.

"Don't!"

"Why?"

"Um.. Because I said so?"

"Why should I listen to you?"
The girl scoffed and proceeded to jump.

"You know.. This water can be really cold. And you don't want to jump in there."

"What?" She sounded startled. The boy grinned widely. He could scare her more to stop her.

"I heard someone around the saying something about shark and other sea creatures in sea. Are you sure you still want jump?"

"Liar!!" She looked down at the sea and shook her head.

The boy grinned again. It's ironical how someone would wanted to end her life by jumping off a bridge is scared of cold and sharks. "Come here. I'll help you up." He said, giving her a hand.

She reluctantly gave him her hand. She looked at the boy. "I know you," It was no question. She knew. "Stalker!"

The boy grinned sheepishly and rubbed the nape of his neck. It wasn't exactly stalkibg. He only wanted to a picture of his vacation-home neighbor in Bussn. He thinks she's pretty. And he wanted brag to his frienda about his pretty neighbor. 'That can be stalking, right? Right!' He doesn't sound so convincing. The camera strapped around his neck didn't help either.

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