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Three

Yoo Taeyang POV:

"Oh, my dearest son! You're selected?! Thank God. His grace and will are there with you. Thank God for this beautiful and heartwarming opportunity." My mother said with tears, hugging me tightly.

"Tae, you've always been a lucky gem to this family since the day you were born. And you've somehow got something that has turned out to be a lucky gem for you. Otherwise, you wouldn't have got this chance." My grandmother told me with a wide smile as I broke my hug with my mother and sat at my grandmother's feet.

"What is all the happiness about?" My dad entered the room. I got up from the floor and my mother wiped away her happy tears.

"Our Tae just got his first opportunity for acting in a movie. Our Tae has got lucky!" My mother told my father with a smile.

"Acting?" My father repeated with no sign of happiness on his face. "Taeyang?"

"Yes, father. I've been selected for acting in a Korean movie. Just today." I said.

"Huh!" My father scorned. "A guy who cannot even act for not getting his caught is going to act in a movie now?!" He spat.

I kept my head down.

"What do you think? That you get selected to act and I will happily let you go? No son, never! If you're my son then you're bound to hear what I say! You are MEANT to obey me! Respect me! And hear whatever I say!" My father shouted at me.

"But, he has worked so hard for it. Please let him -" My mother started and my father turned towards her, "No. He has always been a curse to me. He has never allowed me to hold my head high. He has never given me a chance to smile. He has never satisfied me with his deeds. And you think that I'll let him go for whatever he wants? No! Never!"

"But -"

"No, he is not going to act. And that's my final decision. Let me ask you, Hara, what has your dearest son ever done for this family? All he has done is drown all the good names and goodwill it had!" My father shouted again. That made me clench my fist and he noticed it.

"Have I never done anything for this family? MY family. Have I never listened to you? Have I never done anything that you had asked me to do? I did all that I can you do for you, father, from my youngest days. And when you fell from the top one sudden day, you put all the blame on me! That was NOT because of my deed. That was because you chose smart work rather than hard work!" I shouted at him and soon I felt my right cheek burning in red.

"How dare you raise your voice against me?!" He asked as he grabbed the collar of my shirt.

"I WILL if you're doing wrong to me!" With that, I got rid of his firm hold, rushed upstairs to my room, got my backpack done with a few essentials, took my phone, ran downstairs, sought blessings from my mother and grandmother, and looked at my father who was watching all this with bewilderment and disdain and I finally walked out of the house.

"WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO?" My father asked I walked out of the house.

"To live my life!"

"DON'T YOU DARE STEP YOUR FOOT INSIDE THIS HOUSE AGAIN IF YOU'RE LEAVING NOW!" He shouted again.

"FINE!"

And with that, I left my house.