Have you ever read a drama novel?

A novel whose ending isn't beautiful.

That's what my life is like.

But until then

But it's even worse.

It's worse than you think.

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If it weren't for the revenge of just one person.

My life probably wouldn't be like this.

Right now I'll be happy somewhere I want to go.

Do whatever your heart desires.

Be happy with your loved ones.

If that day we didn't meet

I watched as a tall, elegant figure in a black work uniform walked in and sat on the sofa set across from the middle-aged man sitting next to me in the living room of my own house. He sat down with a relaxed expression before a deep voice greeted his uncle and looked at me with eyes that clearly conveyed his curiosity.

"Who is this person, Ah Young Ho?"

"My uncle's adopted son. Ten's name, both real name and nickname"

"A cute name that suits you," Mr. Taeyong, the owner of the name Dad said he would bring, said softly before turning back to talk to Dad.

"Today, Uncle must have urgent business to make an appointment with me and come to my house right away when it's dark like this?"

“Yes, it's really urgent business. My uncle's company in England had a bit of a problem which caused him to hurry and deal with it. He wanted to leave Ten with Taeyong for a month. Because I don't want him to stay in the condo alone."

“Dad! Dad didn't tell Ten about this at all."

"Well Dad told me to stay here, Little Ten." Dad turned and smiled at me before looking back at the conversation partner again. Now, how can you argue with this?

"Sure, Auntie. I have someone to stay with so I won't be lonely." Really optimistic.

"Bringing a cute person to leave like this, Dad, aren't you afraid that it's going to be like leaving grilled fish with a cat?" Mr. Taeyong said jokingly. But Mr. Taeyong isn't afraid? I didn't know who I was and suddenly I was sent to live in the same house. Can you trust me? This isn't a series.

"Ah, I'm not afraid. I know that Taeyong can be trusted. Little Ten is a cute kid who definitely won't cause trouble."

"Okay, ah, there's someone coming to stay with me. It's good, I'm in the room alone."

"OK, Nong Ten is staying with him. As for dad's clothes, I'll have Jaehyun bring them to you."

"Yes, Dad." What can you argue about? You've been tied up and punched like this.

"Then it's gone, Little Ten. Come and give me a hug." He finished saying goodbye and pulled me in for a hug before pulling away and smiling gently before playing with my head with his hands like he always did. Then I turned to say goodbye to Mr. Taeyong again and walked out of this apartment.

I carried my bag into the room and put it away before coming out to keep looking at Taeyong's condo. The walls were hung full of paintings and photographs.

And I stopped and looked at a tabletop photograph that was at my eye level.

The two children in this picture are so cute. A boy was holding a small infant whose gender I didn't know in his arms. It must be Taeyong's younger sibling. Judging from the facial expressions in the picture, he must really love his younger sibling.

But why? That child in the picture looks very familiar.

"It's my little brother," a deep voice came from behind as I reached up and touched the picture of the little child in my arms.

I turned around to see Mr. Taeyong standing behind the door, holding up two glasses with handles in his hands for me to see at the same time. Then he walked in and handed me a glass before walking past and sitting on the sofa set. Made me follow him and sit with him on the other sofa on the opposite side.

"And he's not here with you?"

"No, he was kidnapped and disappeared a long time ago."

"Both you and your family will be very sorry," I said, picking up a cup of hot cocoa and taking a sip.

"Very sorry, but that was a long time ago."

"I'm sorry for you."

"Thank you, but you don't have to call me that formally. Just call me Taeyong hyung."

"Yes, Taeyong hyung." I responded to Taeyong hyung's command before giving him a smile. It's also good to call me like this so I won't feel uncomfortable while I'm here.

"Nong Ten, Ah Young Ho, have you ever told me how you came to live with your uncle?" That question almost made me choke on the hot cocoa I was sipping on, but luckily I was able to hold it in time. Even though I didn't feel anything, it felt like it was poking the wound.

"I'm sorry. If I'm not comfortable telling you, that's okay."

"No, it's fine. Dad said he found me abandoned near his house in England, so he took me to take care of him before waiting for him to contact Real's parents. But as time passed, no one came to show that they were my parents. So Dad adopted me." I told him in a normal tone with no emotion in it. I really don't feel anything.

"Do you think he'll miss us at all, Ten?"

"Probably not. If he loved me, if he missed me, he should have met me a long time ago, but this..." I stopped talking and sighed.

"We're still good at never knowing anything. I just know that we don't have it. But your family used to have it but disappeared, no matter how much we searched for it, we never got any news." Brother Taeyong finished with a sigh, following me.

“I'd rather not, Brother Taeyong. The more we talk about sad things, the more sad we'll become. Let's talk about other things." I led Taeyong to change the topic because it wouldn't be good to continue talking about sad things. It'll be even more sad.

We talked about general things, from the weather to personal things like who had done crazy things that made the atmosphere brighten up a bit until I saw a clock on the wall. It's already 1:00 a.m. No wonder why I feel so sleepy. We've been talking for three hours now.

I told Taeyong hyung about the time before I excused myself to sleep with a smile and heat on my cheeks even though it shouldn't have been like this.

Why?

Taeyong said goodnight to me>_<

I almost walked out of the room if it weren't for the sweet smell that hit my nose, causing me to walk back and stand against the door, looking at the tall figure who tied an apron around his waist and was standing in front of the stove.

Father Sriruenjang, Brother Taeyong.

"I know there's someone standing hungry at the door." That sentence made me laugh softly before I walked closer to him.

"I have a strong feeling, sir. What did you eat this morning?"

“There are fried eggs, bacon, and cocoa milk. Go sit and wait. I'll bring you to serve. Do we want to eat more?”

"There isn't any. I don't normally eat breakfast." I greeted Taeyong and went to pour two glasses of water. Then I brought a knife and fork and placed them at the table and sat looking behind the chef who was cooking.

Taeyong hyung walked up to the table with two plates in his hand and placed one in front of me and one for himself.

"Hurry up and eat, I'll take you to the university," the tall man said with a smile before starting to arrange the food on his own plate.

"Do you know where I study?" I asked back, poking bacon into my mouth and chewing while waiting for an answer.

“I know, Ah Young Ho told you all about us.” The tall figure looked up with a smile that made my face turn red again.

Ah, don't be so kind, Brother Taeyong.

I'm shy^-^

Brother Taeyong came to take me back to the condo in the evening. For dinner, we cook a simple meal and eat it together. We sit and watch movies, listen to music, talk. When we're sleepy, we go to bed. In the morning, my only duty is to wake up and eat breakfast made by him. Then we went out together and in the evening came to pick us up, looping like this until the weekend.

On Saturdays and Sundays, which are holidays, we sit and watch movies in the room. This story ends and another story opens. If you're hungry, just do something simple and eat. And then went out for a walk.

They're like a couple.

Sounds happy, right?

Really happy

2 years ago

It's like lying: I'm graduating, working, and getting married.

With who?? There's only one person.

Taeyong and I talk to each other, we like each other, we hang out, we help each other in many things. There have been a lot of things in the past. including studies, work, and sex until the day I graduated....

On graduation day Taeyong hyung asked me to marry him. Of course I agree.

Now the work is starting. I'm so happy that the two of us had today.

Until the video was shown at the event. The story that was supposed to be the story of me and Taeyong hyung was projected into something else as I stared wide-eyed.

The childhood pictures of Taeyong hyung and the little boy that I had seen were projected and became images of different times in our lives. By showing each model on half the screen, we can see their own development and maturity. Portraits of myself in various times until I have grown up to now. from the two children in the picture

The picture that Taeyong said was taken with his real sibling who disappeared.

What is this???

The noise of the guests at the ceremony was loud, but right now I couldn't hear anything. Now it feels like lightning strikes my head or the world collapses in front of me. He didn't even dare to turn to look at his own groom's face. I don't know how to make a face. It's so confusing.

Dad!!! I looked around the venue before I saw the person who had raised me since I was a child walking towards one side. It made me not wait to rush off the stage and follow him. Dad must have an answer for me.

I ran after him until I reached the rooftop. There were only buildings around that were full of beautiful lights along with the cold wind blowing. No matter how strong the wind was up here, it couldn't extinguish the fire in my heart. This was a story. What the hell?

“Dad, please answer Nong Ten, what is this all about? Why is that child Nong Ten? Dad, please answer Nong Ten." I dropped to my knees and bowed my head to the floor, panting with the same things that were fighting in my head again. Why? Why!?

“It's just a matter of revenge, little Ten. You two are the result of what that traitorous friend did to me!!!" A deep voice said as he stepped forward and gently rubbed my head like before. But it's not the same anymore. This man is crazy. He is no longer the birth father I am ready to give my whole life to.

“Are you crazy, Mr. Youngho?” A familiar voice pierced the air, causing me to quickly turn around and look at him, the person I love and most importantly, my real brother!!!

“How did you do it? you fooled us You know we are brothers but you didn't tell us this. Why? Why!?” Taeyong rushed over and pushed Dad away from me while I sat still and put my hands up to cover my ears. I don't want to know anything anymore. But my ears could still hear the sound of them slamming their fists at each other before the sound of a gunshot followed.

“Because Hansol didn't take Yuta away from me. He took over our company and owned it alone. If you were me, you would be resentful too.” Our father did this to him first??? And is this what we should get?

I looked up in time to see two people fighting over a gun before Taeyong was kicked out and fell near the glass window next to the two of us, and a bullet flew and hit that window, causing the glass to shatter. Let it fly and hit Taeyong's face in several pieces. Before Taeyong fell to the ground, he raised his hand to cover his face, which was dripping with blood and his hair was screaming like crazy.

My loss of consciousness made me utter a soft, careless word as I bent over to pick up a large piece of glass that had fallen next to me. Blood was pouring out of my hand that was gripping the glass tightly, but now there was nothing that could hurt me any more.

“Dad, Dad is very talented. Dad once told me that being betrayed by someone we trust is the most painful thing. Dad did it today. Dad really hurt us both. Congratulations, what you wanted today has been accomplished.” Dad didn't say anything to me. He didn't show any expression before walking past me down the stairs from the rooftop.

I slowly crawled over to Taeyong who was lying with his face on the floor and gently lifted his head into my lap with one hand and slowly pulled Taeyong's hand away from his face and held it tightly.

"Little Ten, stay calm. We'll get through this together, Ten." Look at how much blood is coming out of eyes that are closed until you can't do anything yourself, and you still care about me this much. How much must he love me? ??? And do I love him as much as he does?

“Uncle Taeyong,” I squeezed his hand tighter as if to absorb this feeling as much as possible. I won't forget it. This final decision will keep us together forever.

"Ten loves Taeyong."

"You love me."

"Ten, I'm sorry," was my last voice before a large piece of glass cut my own throat causing blood to splash out all over my lover's body and his voice calling only my name.

If the next life were real, we would be born together. But right now Ten can't take it anymore and the pain that has happened is really too much.

Goodbye, my darling.

Tick, tick, tick.

That strange sound made me try to open my eyes. But why can't it be forgotten???

"Doctor, the patient is awake."

doctor? Am I in the hospital? Ten, where is Ten? I thought as footsteps stopped at the bedside and the doctor's voice explained.

“Your eye was seriously damaged by glass. We will have to perform surgery to replace your retina. It may take several days to remove the bandage."

“What about Ten, my younger sibling? Is he safe?” Yes, I remember Ten apologizing to me before everything went quiet until there was a loud noise and the sound of the ambulance that brought me.

"I'll tell him about that myself, doctor." A voice that I recognized as my secretary came out. Doyoung is here too?

"Then doctor, please excuse me." The doctor left, which I could hear from the sound of the door. But right now, what I'm worried about is Ten.

“Doyoung, where is Ten?”

“In another place, Boss. Once Boss is gone, I'll take him to see him."

(After this, try listening to music as well.)

I walked into this cemetery again with a bouquet of white flowers. It's been seven years and I still come here almost every week to see that kid. When I first found out, I was shocked to learn that Ten committed suicide and that the retina that the surgeon gave her to replace her hair was Ten's with matching eye cells.

But after that, coming here and sitting next to his grave made me feel like we were still together all the time. Enough to relieve some of my sadness because every time I look in the mirror I know that Ten is still with me all the time. At least the eyes are together.

I slowly sat down and leaned against my younger brother's grave before reaching out and gently caressing the beautiful gray marble and looking at the picture with gentle eyes before slowly closing my eyes.

Ten

I really miss Tenten.

THE END

It's time to update after waiting for a long time. Wow, I made it myself and it hurt. My younger sibling got betrayed by someone she trusted. It really hurts a lot. Shall we have fun? You should probably like Saima because the writing is like this. You can try and read it. I don't mind commenting on the writing because it's a personal right, right?

Whatever genre you want to read, it's up to each person's preference, right?

I'm going to leave.