*FLASHBACK*

It was a cold January in Seoul. But my mom had no jacket to wear. We are poor. But actually not poor. Mom had to work all day and all night and she get high paid for being the best worker in a company.
The thing is just, Dad spent all of them for alchohol. The worse thing is, the often goes to club. Mom knew it. She often cries silently.

And I, as a 6 years old kid, just watch it silently, seeing how dysfuctional my family is.
Why...
Mom...Dad...Why...?
'Why did they married even though they don't love eachother?'

When I ask about that to my mother, she doesn't answer and change the topic. But I knew what is happening from her diary.
Mom, was a one of the children of xxx company in Indonesia. But then, by her siblings, they hired a murderer to kill her. The murderer is my father.
But my father didn't kill her. Instead, He will not kill my mom, but with one condition.

My mom have to marry him.

Of course, they married secretly. You can imagine what violence my father did to my mom.
Then, I was born. I don't know why my father didn't abort me. That time, he actually got enough money to abort me. But he support my mother to give birth to me.
I don't know the reason. But, my...