My name is Byun Baekhyun. My stepbrother's name is Park Chanyeol. I'm the captain of my school's varsity soccer team and I have good grades, more or less. My stepbrother has a "below average" IQ of 65. He's been home-schooled for the majority of his life. Yes, he's mentally retarded. Intellectually disabled. Cognitively handicapped. Whatever you call it. He doesn't do much with his life but water the plants at our family's florist shop and try to solve second grade math problems. He still counts on his fingers. Life's been different, to say the least, ever since he moved in with us. My name is Byun Baekhyun and I want my stupid stepbrother to disappear.

Dear boys, welcome to the white paradise, the most magical house in LA. Let’s play a game. ---------- After 48 hours, only one boy should be alive in this house. ---------- I thought it was a road that would never end, but I became alone inadvertently. The place beside my shoulder is emptied, the person, those people, whom you have been walking with, when they would walk out of your life, you would never know. Never doubt, you are experiencing the best moment of your life. You just don't know it.

Chanyeol was taken in by uncle after both his parents died in a tragic car accident. But it was very unfortunate, that his uncle is known to be very scary and evil, though he doesn't hurt Chanyeol physically. He never make Chanyeol do some evil things like he does, but when Mr. Park's most trusted business partner left with all their money in their account, he was very furious. He asked Chanyeol to assassinate him. He can't say No because it's his uncle asking him this... no, his father is asking him, the one who raised him like his own. It was his first request and he will never take no for an answer. The house was tracked and Chanyeol waited for him in a dark alley. And when the perfect timing came, he shot him right in the head. His eyes were teary as if he witnessed a crime he didn't do. He couldn't sleep for days and guilt has taken over him. He ran away with everything he has and flew to a small town in a province. He can't go outside the country yet because he doesn't have any papers, so he had no choice. He wanted to live in peace...

[ SPECIAL ] "Don't follow in my footsteps." Small doe eyes looked up innocently at me, wavering off my harsh demand. His lips moved like feathers and his voice spoke with light with the next two words. And I swear, I died. "Too late."