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Chapter 1

A long black bludgeon was directly pointed to a very feeble

wounded man, who was hopelessly kneeling down to his feet and

remorsefully pleading for mercy. His face was visibly gorged with brilliant

crimson stains of blood and dark purple marks of blows and hits.

He helplessly gulped for air as big drops of sweat heavily fell

down from his forehead. He strongly called for help, looking so desolate

and hopeful that somebody would perhaps hear his cry.

Merely a small round bulb filled the minute secluded underground

room with yellowish light that made the place look so hot and air-less. A

group of well-built men forcefully hit the flimsy being who poorly lied on

the ground. With bludgeons tightly grasped by their hands, they heartlessly

pounded him as he yelled to his might.

Among those ferocious brutal boors was a young lad who was not

as tall as them but bore a very handsome and uncommon visage. He looked

very different from the others. There were no tattoos or maculate drawings

on his face and armstheyre completely clean. He looked pristine andharmlessunusual from his odd and immature actions. He pretty gave a

gentle and inculpable impression, far diverse from the others rapacious air.

He did not look like hes one of them, really! However, he beat the poor

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man rather harshly and stalwartly, impossible for a little bodycompared

to the otherslike his to do. With the long hefty bludgeon set on his

shoulder and his clear melancholic eyes abhorrently directed to thewounded man, he firmly stood and vigorously kicked him while

interrogating, Do you want to die? calmly.

The poor wounded man stared at him like hes giving up, yet he

was not opening his mouth.

Once again, the guy with beautiful clear eyes exclaimed as he

lifted the mans swollen face, Just tell us your masters name and well

spare your life.

This mans as hard as a rock! impatiently proclaimed a long-

haired gangster whose eyes were covered by thick dark glasses and teeth

festooned with metallic braces as he readied to give off a nice hard kick.

Morgan!!

Everyone fell into silence.

Leave that man to me.

Jayden Lee! A man with blue jacket protested as he drew

himself near the gutsy-looking guy in ashen white shirt.

I said leave him to me! continued the guy.

Hey! Jayden Lee! Boss Liam

I know what Im doing.

The others gave doubtful looks to each other; even the poor injured

man was kind of surprised of this young guys odd action. He glanced at

him like a troubled-bullied kid in middle school.

You!! shrieked the other man with red braces, You think youre

superior? He gave Jayden a very dangerous stare, yet the young guy wasnot moved. Instead, he faced the enraged gangster and coolly answered,

You think I am? And he haughtily smirked.

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The others seemed to get exceedingly pissed off.Nobody like this

little guy could ever insult us!

The biggest among them all, probably around 150 kilogram,slowly thrust himself to the composed lad, who manfully stared at him like

hes somebody. He grasped Jaydens collar and lifted him to the air with

glimpses that could almost likely kill a beast. Nevertheless, the brave lad,

instead of getting scared, just gave an audacious smile and uttered, Is that

all you can do? He sounded as if hes challenging his mad consorts.

The rueful injured man began to be confused. He frantically

watched the aggravating conversation between the handsome over-

confident lad and the blatantly pissed off comrades.

The sickening eyes of the 150 kilogram man blazed with hot

flames like hes ready to burst. As he was about to box the perky brave lad,

the man with a long hair and thick dark glasses, Morgan, called, Thomas!

The large heavy man, Thomas, halted

Dont lay a finger on him! He continued

Thomas brought him down and saw the cocky young lad scornfully

beaming. He faced the long-haired Morgan and protested, Morgan, this

guys head starts to fill with air. We have to do something.

Whats happening?, wondered the blooded victim on the ground.

Morgan turned to Jayden, seriously stared at him, and said, Jayden Lee,

dont get too self-assured. Even though Boss Liam finds you good, theres a

bunch of us who dislike you. Let me just remind you, its hard to defeat a

battalion, especially with that kind of air! He pointed to Jaydens forehead.

Jayden looked like hes receiving all the comments but not

comprehending them. He replied to Morgan, beaming, Old man, I thinkits time for you to teach yourself to like me, since were pretty sure that

well spend the rest of our lives together. Only that, Ill be steps ahead of

you. Clear? He sounded so proud.

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Morgan just gave a smile.

Yo! Young lad, youre so bold! pronounced another man.

You cant talk to Morgan that way!Hes older than you.

However, Jayden just crookedly grinned.

Morgan spoke, Everybody, lets go back now. with his furious

eyes directed to the young brave lad.

Morgan!! Morgan!!

A very tall thin man came rushing down the dark stairs, shouting.

He looked terrified.

Morgan He found ways to breathe in.

Whats the problem? calmly asked Morgan.

There are patrol cars above ground!

Everyone inside started to become startled but not Jayden.

Thomas, the largest creature in the tiny room, said, We better

leave this place, Morgan., as he gazed at the unconscious man lying on the

dusty ground.

Bring him to the car. Use the other way. Morgan quickly

ordered.

Then the others carried on them the rueful wounded man. They

hurried to abscond from the room, but, Jayden just stood like he had no plan

of escaping.

Ya! Morgan called him while pulling out a large box from one of

the corners of the room. He persisted, looking at the clueless-seeming

Jayden, Why arent you leaving?

Jayden turned his bare stare to the man.After a few seconds of silence, Morgan, who was now carrying the

large box on his back, just uttered, Just be back tomorrow morning. Ill

prepare a delicious breakfast for everyone. He smiled and haughtily left.

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Jayden was left alone inside the barren filthy room with the tiny

light flickering like a fireflys bulk. He looked devastated. It was like there

was something inside his mind that bothered him so much. He could clearlyhear the siren of the patrol cars and the noisy scoots of vehicles. Then, all of

a sudden, he just heard loud blasts of guns shotsshort and long. His heart

fleetingly thumped like galloping horses. Whats happening outside? Then,

there was another louder blast. His legs trembled. He did not understand

what he feels. Hes uneasy and anxiousnervous of what was about to

happen. Sweat began to fall down from his forehead. He felt warmth and an

unexplainable sensation.

Just as he fell down into his knees, a man with two large front

teeth, a humungous mole with two long hairs on his lower-part face, a

crooked nose and a pair of slanted eyes, came rushing down the stairs,

breathlessly.

Jayden! Jayden!

He slowly opened his eyes.

You have to get out of here!!

He gave a startled look.

Two of the members were caught by the cops! added the agitated

man.

Jaydens eyes widened with disbelief.

He continued, holding his breath out, Morgan asked me to get you

out of here before they find this place Jayden, we have to leave! He

stalwartly pulled the hand of the empty-minded lad.

Jayden! Jayden!

But, all Jayden did was bury his face with his hands and seemed tobe unaffected.

Jayden! He lowly screamed, trying not to expose his voice to the

outside. He kept on glimpsing at the stairs to see who are coming. His voice

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badly quavered but it did not move Jayden, who was still sitting restlessly at

one corner of the room with his head leaned against the wall and his eyes

shut. He powerfully shrugged the lads arms while calling out his name;however, hes a failure, until the police cars sirens grew more vociferous,

which shook him up the more.

Theyre coming! Theyre coming! diddered the poor man as he

kept on joggling Jaydens sleeve like an unforgivable coward.

Alas! Jayden opened his eyes and uttered coldly, Can you please

stop shrugging me? Im turning mad! His eyes, out of the blue, turned

ferocioushot like blazing tonic guns. Unable to withstand himself, he

punched the poor quivering man.

Then, his vision all of a sudden darkened. Everything he saw faded

like smoke in the sky. He couldnt see anything and he felt dizzy. Hes

loosing consciousness and he sensed his body getting weak and falling

apart. He couldnt move a muscle. His surroundings moving quite queer

and droll. He forced to keep his eyes open but they just wanted to close. He

obscurely saw the man he just punched sway and fell in front of him with a

clamoring sound; then, its totally emptydark.

A lucent light beaming on top of his onerous eyes caught his

attention. He watched it shimmer like a big diamond until he realized the

heaviness he felt on his head. Why does it hurt? He slowly rose from a soft

couch while beating his aching head. Then, just as he recognized his room,

he heard a very cold and firm voice beside.

Oi! Jayden Lee!

He turned to face a bulldozing visage of a man with a scary deepscar on his left eye. Hes almost bald at the middle but he seemed to be

strong and browbeating. He had a big sturdy bulk and he wore very

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expensive clothes with matching gold and silvers on his neck, wrists and

fingers. He gave Jayden a very friendly but meaningful smirk.

I told you, being hard-headed wont save you The mysteriousman told the lad.

Jayden, then, removed his gawk from his.

This is the second time, Jayden. Bringing trouble to the group is

not a good strategy for drawing out attention. He blew his cigarette and

two rings of smoke were formed.

But, lets just forget what happened last night. Added he, and

persisted, Its unnecessary to talk about it knowing you. He beamed.

Then, he rose from his seat, turned his back to the void-minded lad

and uttered, Sometimes you need to have a heart, though its completely

unimportant, with the kind of things we do You have to forget about

feelings. You have to forget about compassion. However, it just requires it.

You can never avoid circumstances like being confused, like sympathizing

other people, but we just cant fall into it. We have to be heartless, most of

the time, or better be suchforever. As he pronounced the last word, he

seriously faced Jayden, who slowly moved his cold stare to the man.

I hope every things clear to you now, young man. I may be

overlooking your imperfections, but it doesnt mean that I always agree on

you What you did last night, I guess, is too much. He continued as he

moved his hands, Disobeying orders is a big no for meyou know

that Showing some air might be excusableits part of who we are, who

you are. But getting yourself into such situation is a humungous trouble for

me and the business.

Jayden heavily sighed while removing his look from the man whowas probably the gangsters leader, Boss Liam. Upon seeing the change of

expression on the young lads face, he beamed and said, I expect great

things from you, boy, so dont disappoint me.

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Chapter 2

I dont understand why I feel this way. I am not like this before.

My mind is always empty. Im like a living deadbreathing but insensible

and impervious. I, sometimes, find myself blankly staring at a certain thing,

without knowing whats in my mind.

Im not really sureif what Im doing is right. Perhaps, Im

uncertain. But uncertain of what? I just dont know. I have no idea. I want

to end this, but how?

There are incidents when I tried it; however, I always end up as afailurewaking up in the same room with my body feeling so heavy and

tired. Then, there I go again; I gawk at something like its the end of my

life, even though its quite impossible.

Maybe, this is not what I wanted. Maybe, Im no longer happy.

Maybe, Im tired of doing the same thing all over again. Maybe, Im just

scared of what lies ahead of me, the responsibilities, which Im about to

carry. Maybe, this is not what Im supposed to do. Maybe, I was born for

something elsenot for this. However, theyre all assumptions. Ive never

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his trembling unbelieving eyes and continued, I dont want to see you

anymore, and I dont care if youll hate me!

Mama Mama Please He cried. I tried to reach for her sleeve but she slapped my hands. It was loud and painful. I could still

remember its intensity though many years has passed. I was frozen with

tremendous astonishment.

There was silence. Even the sturdy men that surrounded him fell

into shock. They looked startled and incredulous.

She broke the stillness, Please accept the boy. Treat him like your

own. She bowed her head in front of this scary and bloodcurdling man. He

looked so creepy, especially the large scar on his left eye. She continued,

Hes an obedient boy.

Are you really sure about this? he asked.

Mama nodded. I saw her with my own eyes. She did not hesitate.

Very well! Morgan, bring the boy to his room. He steadfastly

commanded.

Another man came into his view. Hes big, and he looked brave

and strong.He tightly clutched my tiny arms while telling me to follow him.

He watched her. Her face was stillno expressions. She just gazed

at me, who at the same tine was dragged by those men while calling her

name.

Then, he couldnt see her anymore. He could hear his heart

tempestuously throbbing.I was shouting for her, loudly. But all I could see

was a large hallway with gigantic magnificent doors aroundno Mama. I

got scared. She left meand thats it. She did not want me at the first place

and I dont care. I dont want her as well!

He closed his eyes while he remembered that heartbreaking part of

his life. It always haunted him, thats why through the years he lived his life

with solitude and the dream for revenge. Hatred seemed to grow with him.

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The sunshine outside his window gleamed so brilliantly that it

alighted on his face and wakened him from a deep sleep. As he opened his

eyes, he witnessed a happy visage smiling at him. Its Morgan.Ive brought you your breakfast. He gaily conveyed with his

hands carrying a normal-sized tray, which had deliciouslooking foods

carefully rested.

He set it on top of the ostentatious desk at the foot of his bed.

Hows your sleep?

Jayden didnt answer. He stared at the tray of foods like he had no

plan of touching it.

Jayden quite knew whats going unto this young lads mind. Its

not unusual. Everyday of the past few months, Jayden woke up like an

automated robotwithout feelingsnumb.

After a lonely year of rickety adjustments and adaptations, the

young man learned to accept them and face life like he has no painful pasts.

Liam treated him like his own son since he hadnt got one. Jayden seemed

hes enjoying the things around himplay, play some more, and play all

day long. He got Morgan with him to spend each seconds of his life to the

fullest. He got to wear expensive clothes, eat delicious and pricey food,

sleep in a huge comfy bed, own costly toys, and go to other countries with

the men. Hes his familyhis new familyhis true family. They were the

people who cared for him.

Jayden seemed like he had interred his mothers memory to his

forgotten past. He no longer cried for her. He no longer dreamed of her. It

appeared like he had totally buried her six feet under the ground. In all

honesty, Jayden admitted that he gave all his effort to erase her mothersmemory from hisand he did not regret. He no more wanted to be troubled

by her selfishness.

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However he tried to conceal her mothers memoirs during his first

few months, her beautiful smile and sparkling eyes kept on popping in her

mind, which made him suffer more. There was no single day that hewouldnt weep. Even so, he would not talk to anyonenot even to Liam.

He would lock himself up in his room and never leave the place unless

Morgan would call him for dinner. But, as days passed, he learned to accept

his fate.

I thought Id die, but they were all so nice to me. They helped me

overcome sorrow and loneliness.

Boss Liam was a very generous man, though only few knew it

those who were close to him. Hes wealthy and influential to an unusual

world where only the strongest could survive, yet Jayden did not know

anything about this mans job until he turned fifteen.

He sent the young boy to the countrys finest schools. He even sent

him abroad for college, and Jayden, being very thankful to this mans

kindness, paid him by graduating as a top student in school.

Being under the care of virile and strong men, Jayden began to

develop the same attitude as them. He thought of himself as the strongest in

his class. He learned to bully the weak when he was ten. Nobody could

surpass his air. When he was younger, he liked stealing his classmates

allowance and snacks. He would force the geeks to answer his assignments

and make his projects. He would even lie to his teachers. Jayden learned all

these because of Liam Yoon.

The man very well knew that it wouldnt do any good to the boy,

but, he did not dare correct him. Instead, he would even tolerate him to

continue doing such naughty things because according to him, Strength isthe true measure of a man.

Despite of his waywardness, Jayden had managed to keep his

studies. He excelled in his class, especially in college.

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One day, the eight year-old Jayden went home with scratches and

wounds around his face, arms and legs. He always returned from school

with all those unwanted injuries, and not only Boss Liam had noticed it butalso the other men, specifically Morgan, who happened to be the first one to

become his friend.

Inside a humungous room with one elegant chandelier made of real

velvet sapphires at the heart of the ceiling, the little Jayden was crying

because of pain. He sat on a soft red sofa opposite to the delicately polished

wooden antique table. Morgan was putting on an antidote and Boss Liam

was smirking. The little lad saw his smiles. Why is he laughing at me?

The moon was brightly shimmering outside the large window with

satin white drapes neatly fixed at both sides. The walls were painted with

blood red and at the center of the corners were golden linings. It was a very

huge room filled with expensive materials Jayden had ever seen in his entire

life. The place seemed to be enveloped with elegance and class as all the

objects he saw shine like stars that night. He must be very rich! He told

himself while gawking at the robust man with a tobacco clinched by his

teeth. He saw him sat beside him. He raised his large right hand and gently

tapped the young boys little head. Jayden thought that he would hit him or

whatsoever, but to his surprise, the scary man gave an amicable beam while

touching his head. He lifted his little innocent face and looked up to the

man.

Then, the mysterious man spoke, These scratches are just an inch

of your tiny thumb. They dont deserve your tears, so dont waste them

Little boy, you wont get strong if you cry. Crying makes people weak

that is what losers do. Tomorrow, face those browbeaters and show themwho you are. Show them that you are from the House of Yoon. Show

them that you deserve to be here. And, he seriously faced the young boy

and continues, I dont need weaklings inside my place. Starting tonight,

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you are no longer feeble and decrepit. You are reborn. Little Jaydens gone.

Youre a man now, and real men dont cry. Theyre strong and powerful

Jayden, you will become a somebody somedaya somebody much greaterthan me.

And he patted his hair.

Hes a great man! I want to become like him Little Jayden told

himself.

Beginning that night, Jayden felt that there was something within

him arisingsomething that wanted to drive him. It felt peculiar. He, out of

the blue, wanted for the next day to arrive. Perhaps, he was anticipating to

face those bullies and prove to them that they got the wrong guy. Perhaps,

he felt that hes not a kid anymore. Even though with his minute physique,

he thought of himself as a sinewy godlike full grown man, who nobody

could ever step down to.

I want to be like him! He kept on telling himself.

As he looked at the strict man with delight, his eyes seemed to

glitter with admiration and glee. He never thought that he could be this

happy. He had never felt this before, and nobody ever made him feel this

way.Finally, he deemed,I found a home. I found a new family

Then, the strict man smiled, showing off his teeth blanketed with

golden braces with bitsy emeralds, weensy as the worlds smallest bead.

The young lad gaped around him, and he discerned everyones warm

beams. Although, physically, they appeared scary because of their unusual

and over-masculine semblances, yet, he thought, there was something more

if you look beyond what was visible.

I want to be strong. I dont want to fall again and get laughed to.

Nobody will ever look down on meever!

Everything ran normally and smoothly as years passed. Jayden had

grown into somebody hed always wanted to be. School was never his

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passion. He often cut classes and frequently did naughty tricks to other

students. However, despite his lack of interest to this field, he on no account

got failing marks in all his subjects. As a matter of fact, hes one of the topstudents in middle schooland every one at home was so proud of him.

Until one day, Boss Liam told him about something, which

according to the man would change the course of his life. The teenage

Jayden learned Liam Yoons illegal businesses, and that the man he trusted

is the founder of Asias greatest Mafia. The money that brought him to

school and fed him was from unlawful transactions; however, he looked as

if the subject was not debatable. Its nothing for him, whether or whether

not he was grown by criminals. I dont care. Theyre my family. Jayden

gladly accepted the twist of his tale. Moreover, he became more thankful

when the group wooed him to join them. He was given special trainings for

two years. He was taught with taekwondo, ju-jitsu, wushu, and gun

shooting. Morgan even labeled him as the sharpest shooter of the group. On

his nineteenth birthday, Boss Liam gave him his own gun as a present. He

also told him, You have proven your worth. Im looking forward for your

first mission.

For college, he went to Canada to study. He took up a major in

Finance and Management. For quite a time, he got separated to the group,

but, every school breaks, he assured to book a flight going home.

He seriously grabbed the opportunity of getting into a university,

thus, he kept himself with books and pens. Due to his natural intelligence,

Jayden did not find it difficult to pass all the tests, and luckily graduate with

flying colors. Nobody really knew why, behind his stubborn and sturdy

mien, he had the fire to take school seriouslynot even his closest friend,Morgan. Sometimes, the man would think that Jayden was not born to be

like him, that he was in-stored for something elsesomething bigger and

more beautiful. But every time he told this to the young lad, he always got

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the same answers, This is for me, while Jayden polished his black-silvery

gun with cloth and continued, And this just means, Ill die together with

you. And he always ended it with an egotistic smile.Truly, Jayden had grown into a man of handsome looks, amazing

intelligence but of contemptuous and strange personality. Through the

years, he learned to stand on his own feet and be proud of himself, all the

time. He had become into the somebody Boss Liam had always wanted him

to be.

However, he seemed to change. Something eccentric and odd,

which he could not briefly identify its source, was hunting him down and

made him look so troubled. For days, he was out of himself; he couldnt

sleep and eat well. Something had just gone wrong, but he had no idea what

it was.

Morgan saw how pale the young lads face is. Its so lifeless. He

had grown thinner. His gloomy eyes looked as if they were about to burst

tears any moment from now.

The incident last night wasnt the first time Jayden attempted to

destroy the organization. The first time was when he was sent to receive

billions of dollars from a Chinese national in exchange for illegal drugs and

pirated paraphernalia. Nobody knew where he used the quarter of the

money, however, the rest were reported to be surrendered to the police.

Everyone in the gang didnt know why the unpredictable Jayden did such

disobedience and betrayal to the group. Although extremely enraged by the

incident and oblivious about the boys motive, Boss Liam, of course, got

very disappointed about the loss of such amount, however, he did forgive

him. And because of what Jayden did, Boss Liam found reasons to givehim more important missions.

Jayden! Morgan called.

And, the young man turned his gaze to him gradually.

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Then, happy to see the reaction of the lad, Morgan cast off a piece

of a very brilliant red apple to him as he conveyed, Eat this!

The fruit was caught by his bare hands. He stared at it for awhile,than, took a big bite.

Morgan was kind of relieved. He sighed and smiled. Jayden

continued to fill himself with the fruit when Morgan spoke, Hey, Jayden!

He added, Todays Quintins birthday. We got a little something

at home tonight. He told me he wants you to go.

He did not answer.

Hes really fond of you. Every morning, when he wakes up, he

asks me when youre coming to see him He seems to like you so much.

Morgan appended.

At last, Jayden spoke, Send him my regards. Im not sure if I can

go. With the tone of his voice, he sounded like hes grounded.

Jayden raised his hand, with the apple grasped by it, and gaped at

the halfly eaten up fruit while twirling the latter. Then, he stretched his hand

and threw the apple to the bin near the tall aluminum lamp shade.

Alright! Jayden let out a satisfied sigh while staring at the trash

bin.

Then, Jayden lied down and enveloped himself with the blue satin-

sheet blanket.

Morgan stood from where he was seated, smirks, and then vacates

the room.

When the young lad perceived that he had the place all by himself,

he took off the blanket and emptily gazed at the ceiling. This is life without

life I dont know I have no reasons to complain. I have everything

But Im not happy. Im tired

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The streets of Chan Nam Market was apparently jammed with

shoppers of all kindsmothers, who had probably just finished their

laundriesyoung girls, who were there to get first on the line for ticket salenaughty student boys, who cut class to play at video game barsand so

much more.

The boulevards were pretty large, about twelve feet wide, with

stalls built along their edges. Various things were sold, from foods to

drinks, garden pots to kitchen wares, body accessories to car spare parts,

clothes to books, and herbal medicines to fresh ornamental teas. The whole

place was so noisy for vendors yell to attract costumers. And the smell of

different fragrances occluded the vicinity. The piquant aroma of roasted

beef and pork marinated in lemon juice made every passerby halt; heated

peanuts and popcorn were somewhat in-demand in the western street;

meanwhile, the seducing smell of roses at the southern boulevard surely

melted every womans heart.

Chang Nam Market had four gigantean streets that intersect each

other at its points. Looking like a perfect square in birds eye view, it was

divided into north, south, west and east. And at the central area was a

cemented ground where more kiosks were set for business. Moreover, at the

very middle of the market was a magnificent fountain, which top was a

beautifully molded embellishment of two fish encircling each other. It

sprouted water little by little.

Along the edges of the boulevards were fir trees and Indian trees

planted, specifically at the sides and behind the kiosks. There were also

yellow bells that create a wonderful ambiance to the place. Matching the hot

shimmering sun, the yellow bells stood out, with their bright color shininglike the healthy rays of a huge luminous star.

Jayden watched the joyful faces of the people. They all looked the

samehappy and smiling. He saw an elegant middle-aged lady buying a

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complete set of porcelain cups from China. She looked so amazed by the

astonishing beauty of the ashen Chinese cups with minutiae at their bodies,

and for sure, shes happy being the first one to purchase the set. Withal, theseller looked fulfilled. She must be overjoyed for selling her wonderful

cups. Though there was a dinosauric gap between their financial and social

standing, the moment they exchanged greetings was like an enchanting tale

where in equality reigned. Even the robust police man, who was satiating

himself with dumplings, had time to rest and forget his duty. Why do they

all look so contented?

He continued to stride along the brownish-red clay street at the

eastern part of the market. The boulevards were cleanly swept off. He saw

tens of oranges piled up into pyramids and bright colored umbrellas hung at

metallic cylindrical posts. People were gaily conveying with each other,

which he wished he could also do.

Howbeit, he thought that Boss Liam was forbidding him from

going out of the house, which was uncertain, he decided of taking a walk.

All of a sudden, his attention was caught by a sloppy small boy,

who busily dug his small hands inside the large garbage bin. What is he

doing? Jayden confusedly stared at him.

Then, with his dirty hands, he revealed a red plastic bag with

unusual things inside. He opened the bag, and hurriedly and unhesitatingly

put the thing inside his mouth. Jayden got extremely startled. What on earth

is happening to him?

Little grains of rice fell from his fingers as he devoured the leftover

of some restaurant to his famished mouth. He ate like he hadnt done it for

years. The little boy was doing any thing just to live, even exploring foodfrom dirty places. Then, as Jayden watched him, he began to realize

something: Probably, he has no mother like me, because if he has, he

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shouldnt be suffering this way. A sudden gush of pity rises inside the

young lads mentality.

The unfortunate boy wore a light green shirt with bantam holes.His knee had scratches and his feet had nothing to protect them.

Jayden went near him and the little boy noticed his presence as

soon as he comfortably positioned himself beside him. He gawked at the

tidy handsome guy, who lowered himself, with wonder. He saw the guys

queer stare to his uneaten rice on his filthy bare hands.

Are you hungry? Do you want some? He asked without a pause.

Then, Jayden turned his eyes to the poor boy, smiled and brushed

his hair. There was something in his smile that created an odd sensation to

his body, which he could not distinguish.

Shocked of his super friendly gestures, the small boy quickly

steered clear of him. He gave a nosy and prying gape.

Where are your parents? inquired Jayden.

The little boy, still wondering of the tall handsome guys dubious

actions towards him, directed his inquisitive stare to him. He had no idea

who the man is. Hes a complete stranger after all.

Do you do this all the time? Jayden was referring to the way the

little boy finds food.

The boy snobbishly removed his fixed stare, and continued

devouring the left-overs.

He reminds me of someone

Unable to endure the poor boys unfortunate fate, he forcefully

knocked the red bag from the grip of the boy, which made the nave boy

drop his jaw in bewilderment.How dare he?

He gave a furious look to Jayden.

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You shouldnt be eating those kinds of food if you dont want to

end up in bed. He calmly stated, and powerfully seized the little boys tiny

hands.Come on, follow me! commanded the cold Jayden in a

peremptory manner while dragging the jolted boy. Not minding the

happenings aroundpeople marveling upon the high prices of products and

children crying for ice cream or chocolate candiesthe little boy tried all

his force to get rid of his puissant clasp.

He wanted to shout for help but his voice wouldnt come out from

his Jayden throat.

Is he kidnapping me?

No! Please! Somebody help me!!

Lavender perfume was sprayed all over the modern western

restaurant, which was assumed to be a good luck for the business. The

restaurant was visited only by those well-off people who could very well

afford to buy their costly carte du jour. The wallpaper was obviously taken

cared of because it was made from immoderate fabrics from the Latin

America. A young lad on his early twenties, climbed up a ladder to clean up

the dusts that raze the walls beauty. There were also around ten rectangular

small chandeliers with effulgent clear crystals that sparkled like costly

gems. Round tables with clothes that were manually sewn by American

convicts and that were sold in high prices made the place. It had a color of

royal red and sweet fuchsia with silver ancient Greek letters as designs. And

as they entered the place, a warm welcome was given by a thin-faced male

quadragenarian with thick mustache on his face. He looked kind andfriendly, the same as the aura of the place. The little boy was amazed by the

splendor the things he eyed brought to his benighted eyes. He never thought

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that such a place exists. He grew up in a small, narrow and lifeless room,

with only his sick grandfather to look for him.

Jayden could see the admiration in the little boys eyes. He waslike that when he first entered the House of Yoon. Amazed. Entirely

shocked. Surprised. Admiring, Hopeful. His eyes twinkled as he critically

surveyed the too-good-to-be-true room.

Welcome Mr. Lee! playfully greeted the thin-faced man upon

opening the door for the customers.

Jayden bowed his head as a sign of respect and conveyed, Table

for two, please.

Right away, Sir!

The little boy was totally bowled over that he found it hard to bring

back his old self. He had fallen into speechlessness. Hes just so delighted.

Jayden looked at him and said, So, what do you want to eat? still frigidly.

The little boy, whos in awe, just gave him a very satisfied stare, and

somewhat unbelieving.

The thin-faced man returned and directed them at the table near the

cake counter. The little boy slowly set himself on the chair, trying to be

careful not to break the glass utensils and the petite vase filled with daisies.

Jayden smiled as he watched him look so troubled about his actions. A

younger waiter, who replaced the older one, gave each of them leather

bound menus in which the delicacies were listed. Jayden had only eaten the

apple Morgan gave him, therefore, same as the little boy, hes hungry.

He told the waiter while reading the list, Just give me the usual

thing.

Yes, Sir! Without onions! announced the waiter.Then, Jayden looked to the little boy who seemed so discomposed

and rowelled. His eyes almost fell from where they are supposed to be. His

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eyebrows reached his forehead, and wrinkles are visibly appearing just

above them.

Jayden marveled whats happening to the little lad. His facecouldnt be painted.

Anything wrong? he asked, sounding a little bit concerned.

Little sir, can I get your order? inquired the waiter.

The little boy wearily focused his perturbed gape to the handsome

young man as he covered his face, particularly only the lower part, leaving

only his eyes to be seen, with the leather-bound menu.

Jayden and the waiter got confused of the strange act of the little

boy.

Hey! Jayden called. You dont like the food here? He sounded

furious.

The little boy moved his head sideward, denoting a no.

The two guys gave each other a stare.

All of a sudden, the young handsome lad perceived the absurd

transformation of the little boys gawk. Its expression somewhat changed

from troubled to saddened and embarrassed.

Jayden let out a sigh and utters, Make it two.

Sir? questioned the baffled waiter.

He indifferently stared at the waiter and retorted, I said, make my

order two!

Ah The waiter is alarmed. He sounded like he grasped what

Jayden had said. Yes, Sir! He added and left.

There was silence for a long time.

Jayden, who kept his insentient stare to the boy, had his mindreminisce his past. Meanwhile, the little boy was quite uncomfortable of the

gape Jayden was giving; therefore, he behaved himself, with his hands

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neatly positioned on top if his skinny legs and his face looking down the

floor.

After a long wait, Jayden spoke first and broke the stillness, Doyou always do that thing?

He lifted his face and confusedly asked, The what?

You find your food in trashes. Is that a habit, a game or what?

He added with his eyes directed to the boy.

Were poor, Sir. Its the only way we could survive, plainly and

bravely answered the little boy.

Wheres your father?

Hes gone, Sir.

He fell into silence for a few seconds, then persisted, Your

mother, where is she?

I dont know, Sir.

His eyes widened. I share the same fate with him. Funny! But,

truly, what a small world it is!

You dont know? Why?

I just dont know. She left me when I was a baby. My grandfather

looks for me. He replied as he wondered why a stranger would throw him

those sorts of questions.

Not contented, Jayden questioned, What does your grandfather do

for a living?

Nothing!

Nothing?

Hes sick, thats why he cant work. Hes too old, Sir.

Have you ever gone to school?No!

Is it because of money?

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The little boy nodded his head, then added, The money I earn

everyday as a trash collector is enough for Grandpas medicine and food.

Thats why I just help myself with the left-overs I find during collection.At last, Jayden removed his gape from the boys own. He felt hurt

and sympathy in his heart.

I thought Im strong but there are more people who are stronger

than me; and hes one of them. Hes not afraid to suffer, unlike me. I cant

even get out from the web I created.

Finally, the food arrived. They all smelled so good. The rice with

spring onions, tiny bits of sweet sausage and elongated cheese as toppings

reflected on the little boys staggered sight.

Oh! It looks so delicious!!

And the roasted thin pork just glistened like golden bars. Jayden,

without his knowledge, smiled as he watched the little boys unrivaled

excitement and happiness.

The red sauce on top of the steamed beef appealed into the

innocent boys hungry eyes. He could almost hear his weeping and wild

stomach rambled like crazy locusts. The dishes in front of him were so

special and expensive. Its the first time he could eat such foods.

And theres sweet crushed ice with fruits, milk, saccharine beans,

powdered chocolate and marshmallows as dessert.

Oh! Pat Bing Soo!

The more he gaped at the luxurious food, the more he felt hungry.

He felt his saliva falling down from the side of his mouth.

Go on! Help yourself! said Jayden.

Really?

Then, Jayden began touching his, which became the signal for the

little boy to eat his own.

Wow!!

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His mouth filled with rice and beef, he continued to put more

string beans until he could no longer open it.

However, Jayden found it very funny.Hey! Whats your name? asked he.

The little boy hurriedly swallowed the food, drank a bit of his

strawberry juice, and replied, Philip Kang., without even looking at the

man who gave him the food hes devouring.

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Chapter 3

This is where I live, Sir. informed the overjoyed little boy as he

pointed at a teenty house with rusted roof and broken window panes. Its

door had a shattered window glass and pigmy bullet holes.As Jayden scrutinized the whole place, he felt compassion for the

child. The little house was sandwiched by two bigger edificesa bakeshop

and an abandoned apartment. The lamp posts were also old and inefficient

for its lights keep on turning on and off. The wirings entangle each other

and a broken sewage system doused grungy and sordid water in a paltry

aqueduct. The handsome young lad thought, How could he survive living

in this kind of place?

The little boys hands were heaped with first-class shopping bags.

After treating the boy with a meal, Jayden brought him at a shopping mall

outside Chan Nam Market. With the little boys typical awed and

flabbergasted reactions, he timidly chose clothes for himself. Jayden did not

only buy him new shirts and pants, shoes, and groceries but he also bought

a little something for the boys grandpa.

Philip told him with an unparalleled smile on his face, Sir, thank

you for your kindness. Dont worry, Ill pay you as soon.

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Jayden, right away, brushed the boys hair, smiled and responded,

Take good care of your grandfather.

Philip briskly nodded his head.Thank you again, Sir.

Youre welcome.

And the little boy tried to wave his right hand for goodbye and

hurried inside his wretched house.

Its an hour after the sun had set and the roads were dimmed with

darkness with only few lamp posts gave the lanes enough glow.

Inside a not-so-large, not-so-small house in a wealthy subdivision

were three happy people celebrating a birthday. One of them was Morgan,

and probably the beautiful woman at his side was his wife, and the cute

seven-year old boy was his son, Quintin.

On top of a round table was a two layered circular cake with

cookies and vanilla as designs. His wife also prepared kimchi, fish fillet,

sweet and sour vegetables with asparagus and the birthday boys favorite

dessert: his moms homemade coffee blanche ice-cream. There were

colored ribbons festooned on the walls and hung on the ceiling, and various

shapes of balloons float on air with candies tied at the end of their strings.

Quintin studied at a Pre-school while his mother looked for him.

The boy had no idea about his dads living. He only knew that Morgan

worked in a large corporation.

The big dinning room was filled with the melodious happy-

birthday song when the door bell rang.

Morgan went to the door to see whos outside.As he opened the door, he was surprised to see a very familiar

handsome face of a close friend.

Jayden?

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Jayden gave a smile and said, You didnt tell me what time to

go.

You smart boy!Morgan beamed.

Come inside! He merrily opened the door wide. He was not

expecting the young lad to come because of what he said a while ago, and

now hes standing on his door path, lively and smiling. Morgan also

discerned Jaydens strange aura.

What has happened to this young man?

Jayden entered the house when Quintin called for his name and

thrust his little body to the handsome figure near the door.

Hyung! He happily cried.

Jayden warmly hugged the boy and handed over his present.

Thank You! said the gleeful Quintin as he received a large box

wonderfully wrapped with blue glossy paper decorated with white and light

azure stripes.

Continued Quintin, Hyung, Dad told me youre not coming.

Jayden smiled and replied, Really? haughtily. He looked at the

happy Morgan, then added, He forgot to tell me what time to go, and

besides, I didnt say Im not coming.

Morgan spoke in a laughing manner, Yeah! You said youre not

sure if you can go, right?

You should have handed me out an invitation, with proper time.

Jayden joked around.

I really thought youre not coming. sadly uttered the cute little

boy in pink bow tie and red party hat on his round chubby head. And he,once again, tightly hugged Jayden around his neck.

Then, Morgans wife arrived with a bowl of chicken salad on her

hands and called them for the resuming of the celebration. Quintin firstly

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small quenched houses, illiterate, sickly, and hopeless. But, I just found out

that theres nothing to be ashamed of being one of them.

Morgan fell into shock. He felt that this conversation would likelylead into no fruition.

What do you mean?

Persisted Jayden, Compared to a person who has everything: a

house, cars, money, education and a bright future; they are a whole lot

stronger than lucky people.

JaydenHe cut.

Not letting the man to interrupt, Jayden swiftly added, For all

these years, Hyung, I thought Im strong. Butthere are more who are

stronger than me. They are these people who have nothing; however, they

face lifes hardest challenges like a piece of cake. They can endure all pains.

How do they do it?

His voice quavered and his beautiful eyes began to shimmer with

tears.

What do they have that I dont?

Jayden

All I wanted is to be strong, but why do I feel so weak? Liam said

that I have become the person you wanted me to be But I dont know

who I am He said strong people dont cry, but why am I crying? Is it

because Im not? Hyung, I dont understand myself. Hes really crying.

The last time he did this, as far as he could remember, was when his mother

left him. And as he grew, he never shed even a single tear.

He continued as he tried to hide his tears, I have everything but

Im not contented Hyung, whats wrong with me?Morgan let out a sigh, and moved to the opposite couch. He sat

beside the baffled Jayden and comforted him with his large bulky hands.

He told him, Jayden, let me ask you; what do you want to do?

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What do you mean, Hyung?

Are you happy being with us? Do we satisfy you? He sincerely

inquired.Jayden gazed at the large candid man.

Are you tired of doing the same things all over again? Do you

wish to try something new?

Out of the blue, Jayden fell into wordlessness. He did not know

how to answer Morgan. This was not what he wanted to happen. That was

not what he wanted to imply, nevertheless he felt like Morgan hit the bulls

eye. But, hes uncertain. Hes happy being with those people, particularly

with him, but why did he think that Morgan was quite right?

Jayden, youre a bright kid. I know you can figure it out all by

yourself, without anybodys help, he stated. You just have to be brave,

right? Speak what is in your mind and heart. Dont be a prisoner of your

own fate or other peoples.

Hyung, I dont understand you

He patted his shoulder and gave a solemn gentle smile, and

conveyed, Jayden Lee, finally, youve matured! He laughed, It took me

fourteen years to make you a full-blown man, and at last, youre no longer

puerile Oh, thank you, God!

Hyung? hes surprised.

What is he talking about? Ive always been mature

You know what, Im happy to see you thinking deep and

weighing things first before acting.

What?

And he beat his back with a hilarious laugh.Ouch!

I never thought you can say those things, he beamed.

Hyung? I dont understand you.

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Honestly, Jayden found Morgan tonight so odd. Then, Quintin

came rushing to the living room with his new toy airplane on mid-air.

He called for Jayden, Hyung!!Quickly, the handsome lad wiped his tears from his face, and gave

a smile.

The airplane is amazing! Thank you so much! You know what,

I want to become a pilot now. He excitedly enunciated.

Lily, Morgans wife, hooted.

Morgan jokingly affirmed, I thought you want to be like Dad?

Ive changed my mind.

They all chortled.

That fast? questioned Morgan.

He hastily nodded his round head.

Teacher said I can become whatever I want, if I believe in

myself Mom, I believe in myself, right? Quintin philosophically

interrogated.

Lily tittered conservatively.

Hyung, do you believe in yourself?

Surprised, Jayden turned his gaze to the somehow aghast Morgan.

This son of mine is so loquacious. Then, the man cracked a smile.

Thus, Jayden just nodded his head, with a forced grin.

Then, Morgan changed the subject.

Quintin, have your teachers arrived? He questioned as he

perceived the young lads discomfiture.

Morgan, Lily responded, they had just left.

Oh!But Miss Chae didnt come, he sadly said.

Whos Miss Chae? Morgan questioned.

Shes his music teacher. Lily replied.

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And Quintin broke in, And shes the greatest teacher in the whole

world!

Then, Jaydens phone rang.Morgan spoke, Hes calling you. Hes referring to Liam Yoon.

Jayden stood as he switched off his phone.

Are you leaving?

The young lad nodded.

When are you coming back?

Quintin, Morgan told his demanding son, Hyung is a busy

man

Nevertheless, Jayden bended his knees and pressed the little boys

chubby cheeks and said, Ill find time. I promise. Quintin smiled.

Hey Jayden , youre spoiling my son! teased Morgan

Jayden beamed, then wove his hand and left the house.

Its past eight on his watch yet he had no interest of going home.

He wanted to spend the rest of the night doing other things, and not minding

whats in-stored for him the next day.

He left his car at Morgans place. He didnt feel like driving

tonight. He just wanted to breathe some fresh air and take advantage of the

time being free, for tomorrow will surely be another chapter of his untold

life.

The city streets were all lit with brightness. He could see people

busily doing their stuffs. Shops were filled with customers, especially the

food chains.

Thus, he decided to find a place where he could be alonea placewhere he could reflect and be himself even just for tonight.

He strode the boulevards of Geu Sam Park, a popular leisure place

for families and lovers. It was said that there hid a romantic tale behind the

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historical past of the place, but the park, fortunately, was empty. Despite of

it emptiness, the lights kept the place warm and inviting to the eyes.

Jayden slowly entered the gates. On his astonishment, the gateswere left unlocked.

Its open He wondered.

The security doesnt typically leave this place unattained. But why

is it opened?

Conversely, to avoid troubles in his mind, he just entered the

magnificent place and probably to enjoy the whole night lying on the soft

green field, watch the stars glitter and disappear as daylight comes into

place, and listen to the silence of serenity.

The park had few trees but they were all critically trimmed into

perfection. The lamp posts, like the ones in Morgans subdivision, were

fantastically matching the brilliance of the moon. They stood in between the

trees, and polished wooden benches were put at the edges of the boulevards.

But, the vast green field occupied most of Geu Sams area. It was divided

by the widest cemented road in the place; however, an old spacious bridge

made from mud clay connected the fields to each other. Under the bridge

was a thoroughfare where no light could infiltrate. It exactly looked like an

underground tunnel where subways and buses passed.

He knew of this place a long time ago, but he just could not freely

go because of certain responsibilities. But now, he had all night to explore

the wonderful Geu Sam. He hurried to the thoroughfare.

This place hasnt changed.

It was what hes looking fora place where he could be hidden

and invisiblea place where he could disappear together with darkness andjust shows off when the sun rises.

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Just as he reached the strange yet spectacular place under the so-

called lovers bridge, he heard a bizarre cry. Its echoing through the thick

bricks of the semi-circle top, and it really sounded so mournful and down.Nevertheless, there wasnt enough light that would penetrate into

the tunnel; hence he couldnt see things clearly, but he was hearing itthe

quaint cry.

Its coming from that corner!

He drew nearer the right side of the thoroughfare, and as he did it,

the cry got louder and clearer.

Its no ordinary cry. Its not loud. Its a silent weep but there was

pain in it. Probably, the beholder of those tears were in great hurt. He could

hear the cry being forced to subdue, but the more this person deprived from

letting it out, the more he would feel hurt.

The cry was gentle and it didnt sound that it came from a boy.

Its a girls cry!

He tiptoed towards the murky corner with his eyes wide open.

He wanted to speak, but he couldnt even open his mouth.

He felt his heart thumping at the state of curiosity and edginess. He

felt like he had forgotten his own burdens and just freely thought of the

queer cry he was hearing.

Everything was quiet except the sound of the gentle drops of water

from the bridge and the obvious thuds of his careful steps. Then, a sudden

mild strike of light pierced inside and revealed a lady soulfully encircling

herself with her arms and her face covered by her long black hair. Shes

cryingpainfully. He could feel it even though he couldnt see her face.

Then, he saw her look at him.Perhaps she heard my footsteps and

was startled.

She gasped as she revealed her ivory-pale face, but not all. Her

eyes were covered by her hair.

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She looked astoundingly amazed.

I He suddenly stuttered.

Afterwards, he just saw her dash off so rapidly.Shes running away.

He looked outside the thoroughfare, where there were lamp posts,

and he saw her running away from him.

She must be very scared but I didnt mean to frighten her.

Not so sooner, he realized that hes not alone, that there were

people in this world who share the same burden with him, that perhaps the

girl he had just seen had greater and harder pain than him, and all she did to

withdraw the ache was to hide herself in a dark place and wait for darkness

and time to engulf her.

He wondered what could be bothering the lady. Her cry wasnt the

usual lament or show of distress and grief, its very sad.

But, wait! Why am I troubling myself with other peoples

problems? I have my own, so I should think of myself first. Besides, who am

I to worry about her?

He stayed at the thoroughfare the whole night. He stared at the

bright stars above the dim sky, unconsciously thinking of the strange girl

until he fell asleep.

Chapter 4

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Laughter. Sweet and innocent. The smell of freshly descended

sweat. Sour yet it made him remember of his youthful years. As he opened

his tired eyes, he caught the sight of happy and smiling faces almost kissing

his own. He astoundingly stood to his feet. Then, they began laughing

again.

Nevertheless, he just smiled.

I had fallen asleep.

The little boys, who were playing at the park, had seen Jayden

sleeping under the bridge, and they started making a laugh out of him. They

might be wondering what on earth a rich guy was doing, specifically

sleeping, under an old bridge.

Then, Jayden timidly and embarrassingly left the place.

Is he a beggar? asked a little boy who had one front tooth

missing.

Another boy in orange jacket shrugged his shoulders and replied,

Dont think so.

Yeah! continued the little boy with glasses, He has expensive

clothes, and he does look rich.

Then, the little boy whose front tooth is missing added, And his

watch is sure wonderful. as he raised his small right hand with Jaydens

pure glistening silver watch clasped by it.

Trevor! You stole it? questioned the other boy in orange jacketrather surprisingly.

Why did you do it?

I didnt!

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You stole it!

The nuns will surely get furious of you. uttered the boy with

glasses.Trevors lips shivered because of fear.

No! I took it because it looks nice, but I have no intention of

stealing it. Trevor explained.

Brennan, the boy with thick eye glasses, suggested, Lets tell this

thing to Teacher Leanne.

Then, they all agreed.

Where were you last night? inquired Boss Liam after he got

inside the library. Jayden held in his hands a leather bound book with

bronze linings about ancient Korean legendary folktales. He had glasses on

his eyes with thick black borders, but he just used them as part of his

fashion because he had no eye complications. He wore a gray long-sleeve

sweater, and he looked handsome and intelligent in it.

He did not get astonished by Boss Liams fiery and furious

physique as he mightily appeared in front of him.

I went somewhere, he coldly answered.

Where?

Somewhere, philosophically replied he.

Boss Liam sat on the soft silky textured sofa, seriously eyed

Jayden who busily read his book, and gave an audacious smile. He, then,

conveyed to the latter, You have something tonight.

All of a sudden, Jayden froze to shock..

Again?

His eyes widened and he halted from reading.

Here! Boss Liam threw a red plastic envelope.

Whats this?

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Jayden gazed at the picture with skepticism and shock.

Maybe he wants me to

Shoot that man!!He immediately became so tensed. His forehead felt hot and his

body too. He felt very unusual.

He scanned all the details written on the research.

I cant do this! He told himself.

His eyes were full of disbelief, and his hands were shaking because

of fear.

I cant kill a man! Im not a murderer.

Jayden, is there a problem? The ferocious man inquired nosily.

Liam Yoon directed his anxious gawk to the young man. He

obviously knew how frightened the young lad was.

Im not doing this! The young lad finally firmly stated however

he sounded as if hes not sure of what he had just said.

Liam stared at him inquisitively. He knew that this was going to

happen.

But why? calmly countered Liam.

I dont kill, said he, still not looking into the older mans flaming

gawk.

But its part of your jobour job. However, Liam managed to

compose himself.

I dont remember killing as part of your business. Jayden smartly

said.

Liam was now surprised.

This guy sure has a sharp tongue!

My business? he made a scornful grin, Itll be yours, young

man, in just a short span of time.

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Jayden fell into stillness. He couldnt lay eyes on the wise sturdy

man.

Come on! You always do that. You hit people. Hitting is killing.Whats the difference? Youre depriving people their chance to live. He

added, What do you call that?

I cant

I cant kill people

I dont kill people

He unintentionally dropped his book after hearing what Liam had

said. He could hardly breathe. His sweat torrentially descended from his

forehead down to his neck. He could also feel his back sweating. It felt

different. Theres too much pressure he couldnt contain. This thing hes

feeling was absurd. He had not felt it before. Usually, whatever Boss Liam

told him, he right away obeyed it. However, why didnt he like to do it

now? Whats happening to him?

Come on, Jayden! Prove to me that you deserve this entire clan.

Prove to me that youre fit to rule the business. He clearly pronounced

every word he uttered, hoping to convince the perplexed Jayden. Its just

for one night. All you have to do is shoot that man directly to his forehead,

and hes dead! We win!

No! I cant do it!

Hes confused. He didnt know what to do or what to think. He

clearly knew that killing is unforgivable and its a mortal sin, yet, why does

he sound like its just an ordinary thing? That it could be done by everyone

easily?

Morgan?

He searched for his friends benign face in the room, but he

couldnt find him.

He looked like hes surrendering.

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Jayden Lee, youre strong. You can do this! the man encouraged

with a mix of trust.

At last, as he gained courage and as he could no longer suppressthe puzzlement, he threw away the envelope and proclaimed steadfastly,

Im not doing it!!

Liam was awfully dumbfounded.

What did he say?

Did he just disobey me?

He toppled into speechlessness.

What??!!! He wrathfully interrogated.

I said, Jayden stood from where he was sitting, bravely lifted his

head and faced the orey-eyed man with dispute, I will not do it, whether

you like it or not.

Liam went nearer the young lad, and confronted him with courage,

boldness, incredulity and fury. He goggled like hes about to explode.

In spite of that, Liam Yoon handled to give a congenial yet

suspicious smirk, and gently talked to Jayden, who doubted about the

eccentric treatment of the man, Jayden Lee, do you know who you are?

Jayden tried to get rid of the fear he felt. Hes trying to avoid it by

giving the same intensity of heated stares.

You are this! he gesticulated, You are this small! You know

what, any time I can bring you out of life. I can destroy you.

I know He told himself.

And I will not hesitate to do it, young man. I will shoot you with

my own gun and my own hands.

Notwithstanding, Jayden held unto his legs, unwavering; althoughdeep inside hes afraid. He kept his serious gape to the enraged old man

without faltering.

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Liam grinned and conveyed while blowing his cigar and smoke

twirls around his face, But, I think itll be very hard. Its not easy to hurt

people whom youve treated like your own. I think of you as my son.Thats why I believe in you so much. But if fate will decide, then I will

certainly do it.

He persisted, Dont challenge me, young guy.

Then Liam called for Thomas, House of Yoons biggest man, and

Thomas put on top of the table a black rectangular case.

Youll be needing this, said Boss Liam as he stood up. He

sounded like nothing terrible happened. Operation starts at seven. Just read

the details. If you need back-ups, you can have Morgan or Thomas. And

he vacated the library, leaving the dumbfounded Jayden, who emptily

glanced at the familiar case.

He felt his hands hot and wet.

I dont want to do it.

Inside a very tumultuous classroom, joyful children play. Theyre

all little boys of the same age. There was this large black board on the wall

and circular clock ticking above it. There were about thirteen green small

chairs with green little tables each. A red wide floor mat was spread through

the asphalted floor. On the pinkish walls were educational posters, baby

pictures and the childrens various artworks. And on the yellowish ceiling

was a humungous fan, which blades were made of rattan from the

Philippines and hardwood from Malaysia.

At the center of the room was a striking black piano and some of

the little children were noisily and mischievously playing on it, when thedoors opened.

A young beautiful lady entered the room, and she bore a sunny

smile on her lips. She went to the center and told the little boys on the piano

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to return to their chairs. And the little boys, who found her so amiable,

obediently followed her order.

Then, after a few seconds of just standing and observing, the roomseemed to be so calm. The children were all settled on their proper seats,

brightly smiling to their very beautiful teacher.

Together, they said, Good morning, Teacher Leanne. Were so

glad to see you. God bless you.

She, then, shyly smiled.

Take your seats, she plainly told them.

Shes very young, perhaps about twenty.

Afterwards, Logan, the little boy in orange jacket, raised his right

hand on air. He stood up looking so brave, and told her, Teacher Leanne,

Trevor has something to tell you.

The beautiful young lady, Leanne, got curious. She nosily turned

her gaze to the trembling Trevor.

The little boy slowly stood up with his hands inside his pocket. She

saw how bothered he was. Therefore, she gently asked him, Trevor, what

do you want to tell me?

Trevor set his frightened stare to the kind teacher.

I committed a crime, his voice wavered.

What?!?

The other boys looked up to him. Its like they were telling him to

do the right thing. Very afraid of the consequences, Trevor walked to

Teacher Leannes direction.

Meanwhile, Leanne had no idea of whats happening.

Then, when he arrived in front of her, he took out from his pocketthe expensive glistening silver watch he took from the man under the

bridge. He lowered his face after seeing his teachers face turn sour.

What is this all about?

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Still ignorant about the incident, Leanne took the watch and

examined it.

I took it from a sleeping man a while ago?Huh?! Her eyes grew large. Shes entirely taken a back.

How could a seven year old do something like stealing?

She looked devastated and unbelieving, her mouth wide open.

Then, he quickly explained, But I did not steal it was just a joke.

As a matter of fact, Im planning of giving it back, Teacher.

Trevor, Finally, she spoke after the surprising confession of the

little boy, Can you please slow down?...

Trevor took in a big deep breath.

Alright, tell me what happened calmly, she requested as she

places the watch on top of the piano.

Teacher Leanne, this is how it went. Logan, Brennan and I were

playing at the thoroughfare in the park this morning. Sister Janette and the

others were outside lining for ice cream and cotton candies while some of

us sneaked into the place. The three of us found this guy. He was sleeping

under the bridge. We thought hes funny I mean he doesnt look poor but

he sleeps under the bridge. So, we made fun of him. Then, I saw in his wrist

the watch. It looks so wonderful, so I took it. But Im not keeping it forever.

I will be returning it, I promise, he explained.

After that, Brennan conversed formally, Really, Teacher, the man

is so weird. Do rich people nowadays sleep under a bridge?

Leanne coyly smiled. She gave them a charming stare.

These kids

Hes really odd!Maybe hes not really rich.

Then, hearsays began to fill the room.

Yeah! Youre right!

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Maybe hes a robber!

A robber?

The little boys puffed. They all looked so terrified.Yeah! Hes really poor, so he robbed out a jewelry shop.

Then, he sold some of them and bought expensive clothes.

And because hes poor, he has no home, so he slept under the

bridge.

That could be!

Trevor, you caught a thief!

Really? Trevor was stunned.

He could be very dangerous!

Good thing he did not shoot you with his gun.

Did he have one? Did you see it, in his pocket?

Leanne watched her little kids with complete pleasure and

exuberance.

They all look so childish!

Teacher, we should contact the cops!

Leanne smiled and she walked towards Trevor, who had nothing in

mind but the young handsome man whom they thought as a criminal.

She touched the little boys head and said, Trevor, I would like to

keep this. Shes referring to the watch shes holding. The little boy

startlingly glanced at her.

Teacher will find the owner for you. Dont worry; Im sure the

man who owns this will not harm you if he finds out about this. Ok? she

said.

Ok

And, She persisted as she looked to the other boys, do not judge

people right away. We do not really know what happened. We just could

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not say that hes a thief. Maybe he ran away from home or he was involved

in a fight.

How did you know, Teacher Leanne?Well, I dont really know. Lets say, its an assumption and I

guess, youve learned something new today.

And the little boys behaved themselves as they tried to

comprehend what Teacher Leanne said.

Alright! She sat at the couch beside the piano and started with a

C. Lets begin now!

After their enjoyable and noisy class, it was Sister Marilyns turn.

She would be having her Math class with the little boys. Teacher Leanne

bade farewell to those lovable children when a round plump boy ran to her

and seized her light cerulean skirt.

Quintin?

The little boy gave a cheerless face, and Teacher Leanne thought

she knew why. She stooped down, gently pressed his cute chubby cheeks,

and said, Im sorry I didnt go last night, Quintin.

Still, the boy seemed gloomy.

Thus, she embraced him with a very lovely smile on her cherry-

colored lips, and whispered to the little boys little ears, Belated Happy

Birthday!

Fast as a vapor, his melancholic air was altered into a blissful one

his eyes sparkling with delight and contentment. Then, he handed over a

clean white box covered with gorgeous pink ribbons.

Leanne got it from his grasp and wondered what it was for.You did not come last night, thats why I made sure I could give

you this. He shyly said with his cheeks so red. After blushing for quite a

time, he kissed his teachers rosy cheeks.

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For the moment, the young beautiful Leanne appreciated the little

boys effort. She opened the petite box and was surprised to see a superbly

sliced strawberry shortcake.I made that since you love strawberries but Mom helped me

too. He smirked.

Oh, thank you so much, Quintin. She once again hugged the

little lad, and then left the room.

Chapter 5

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With an ashen basket on her arms full of fresh vegetables newly bought from the market, a pretty young lass entered the old gates of a

convent. There was an ample lane that led to the large arch-shaped wooden

door of the place. There were four giant buttresses in which the larger one at

the middle had an ancient bronze bell. Along the sides of the lane were

maple trees with yellow-orange leaves little by little falling down from their

brawny branches. The ground was somewhat covered with those autumn

leaves that were not swept by the nuns.

But the young pretty lass did not enter the main door but the petite

maize-colored one at the back of the church. There was a smaller building

at the rear of the old gigantic church, and that was where the nuns live

sleepeatbreatheand pray. And as she set foot in the mentioned

edifice, she greeted all the adorable benevolent ladies in dark long robes she

met up with, who seemed to be so busy sweeping the furnished floor,

clearing away the cobwebs on high places, washing the windows and

watering the plants inside. A couloir, wide and grotesque, connected the

first portal to another doorway that could perhaps be the entranceway to the

receiving room; moreover, there were five more doors alongsidethree on

the right and two on the left, where in a wooden staircase is on the middle.

The place was so humbling because everything in it was simple yet pleasing

to the eyes. The drapes were fabricated with white linen cloth and pallid

silky laces, and the frames were photographs of various saints and patrons.

There was, too, a lengthy felt-cotton runner lay on the sheer wooden floor.

At the end of the corridor was a high round table with a jar of pinkdaisies. There was also an ivory effigy of a beautiful lady with flowers on

her arms, and at its foot was a golden epitaph where in royal letters were

engraved. It read: St. Therese of Lisiuex.

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Oh, Leanne, youre here! excitedly exclaimed a round faced lady

with rectangular spectacles as she saw Leanne in the convent. She

continued, Where were you last night? We thought youll be reading yourdaily journal?

She sweetly smiled, Im sorry, Sister Charis but I got some

troubles at home I just couldnt leave them. And I didnt bother to call

because I knew you were all in the prayer room Im really sorry.

Thats alright! Have you bought the vegetables? she continued,

Its your schedule right?

She nodded. Vanessa will be helping me.

Then, the round nun smiled and left. Leanne went straight to the

right when a girl with a sunny yellow tiny hair band on her lumpy short

curly hair greeted her with a gloomy face.

Why didnt you call me last night? Dont you know how grueling

it is for me to listen to all those long prayers without company? She

grumbled as she helped Leanne with the loads. I even thought of

surrendering You know the only reason I stay here is because of you, so

dont you leave me again!

Im sorry.

Sorry? Is that all you can say? Vanessa demanded.

Then, the lass bright face all of a sudden turned blue. Vanessa

thought she knew the story behind her unpainted face.

Tell me! Did something happen in that pre-school again? she

plummeted the basket on the wooden rectangular table in the kitchen. At the

right of the door was the working place and at the left were the cupboards

and the cabins where the nuns store their food and supplies. Vanessapersisted as she separated the beans and places them on a white container,

Was there an enraged mother or father? Or did Principal Choi scold you

because you were absent yesterday?

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Leanne moved her head sideways.

Vanessa gave a snoopy stare. Dont tell me its your mother

again?She didnt react.

See! Im right! What did she do right now? asked she as she

plunged a grape into her mouth.

Leanne washed the pots. She seemed like she didnt hear Vanessa.

Leanne?

She halted and breathed a deep sigh.

Leanne?

Mama

Vanessas eyes grew large.

Mama

Leanne Chae?! A voice from the door echoed in the room.

Sister?

Vanessa gave a frustrated and pissed off look.

Mother Superior wants to see you.

It was a not-so-large room filled with old eerie books bounded in

leather. There were also large windows which stained glasses were

festooned with images of St. Therese. Just before the biggest was Mother

Superiors desk. She sat on her chair and she wore a very neat black robe

with a silver-beaded rosary which pendant was a tiny cross. She smirked

pleasantly.

Sit sown, dear child.

Leanne bowed her head and sat.The old woman with rectangular spectacles drew herself near the

candid girl and smiled once more.

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Leanne wondered why the prioress wanted to see her. The last time

she talked with her was when the first time she set foot in the convent. And

after that contact, she was never summoned, until now.Finally, she inquired, Mother Superior, why did you call for me?

The old amiable woman smiled.

Two years, I think, was not enough to know you, dear child. I

never thought of meeting you. I guess it was my fault.

Huh?

I would like, if you would allow me, to ask you this very little

question.

What is it?

Its simple, young girl. Why do you want to be here in the

convent?

She fell into silence. She couldnt look at the guiltless pair of eyes

of Sister Jasmine. She hadnt prepared herself for this. Nobody had ever

asked her this kind of questionnot even the other nuns or Vanessa or her

mother. She looked down and stared at her shoes.

Isnt the life outside more fun?

She faltered.

Ms. Leanne Chae

I dont know I think I just want it. I want to be like youjust

serving the Lord and praying all day.

Leanne?

She got back to her senses as she hears the nuns awakening voice.

Can you please tell me the reason? Sister questioned softly.

I I havent really thought about that, Sister.You came here without reason?

No! Thats not what I mean.

Sister Jasmine seriously gawked at her.

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I she searched her mind. I want to Nuns seem like they

dont care what happens outside the convent. They seem to have an

enjoyable and peaceful life inside. I want that kind of life. I dont want tothink of selfishness or sorrow.

With an honest smile on her lips, she told Leanne, Thank you,

young lady, for being true. Im looking forward to see more of you around

since youre certain. Lets just continue this chat next time.

Leanne left the room silently. Outside the prioress office, Vanessa

was eavesdropping. Leanne didnt understand what she felt. Im supposed

to be happy

Whats with the face? What did she ask you?

She moved her head implying a no.

Liar!

What am I really here for? I know I have reasons The very first

moment I thought of becoming a nun was because of Mama. But why am I

doubting now? I was sure. I wanted this! Ive waited for two years

Leanne?

Vanessa? She uttered her name tenderly.

Hm? Vanessa was surprised of her tender response.

They were striding along the narrow corridor of the convent that

would lead them to the staircase.

Why do you follow me here in the convent?

Huh? Vanessa looked really dumbfounded.

Why do you want to become a nun?

Leanne?

Her voice trembled.Please answer me.

Confused of the situation, Vanessa had no choice but answer the

troubled young lady beside her.

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Well, I never thought of this until you gave me the idea.

Basically, the reason is I dont want my parents making decisions for me

I really have no plan of becoming one, Leanne. She continued, I just wantthem to know how far I could go without them and I want to make them

realize that I am not a child anymore. I can think all by myself now.

So this is pretention after all? questioned Leanne.

Vanessa nodded.

But why do you pursue even though

Vanessa answered, Simple! Because they never looked for me.

Obviously, they still dont feel my sincerity. I sometimes think Im not part

of the family. Perhaps, they arent threatened. I guess I have to stay here for

a bit longer until Dad picks me up.

Scapegoat? Maybe I feel the same way as Vanessa Maybe this

thing serves as a scapegoat only for hiding all the flaws of me

And one more reason! I cant go back home until you return to

your real self.

Leanne dropped into silence.

You really dont want to become a nun, do you?

Vanessa

I cant leave you here. Ill stay no matter how long. Ill wait for

the real you to come back. She faced Leanne, who appeared so

downtrodden. How could a teacher despise her job just to get rid of

reality? Leanne, the convent is not a place of refuge for you to this kind

of situation Are you ready to give up freedom? Imagine your life. Dont

you want to have your own family?

VanessaLeanne I dont really think you have the passion. Alright! You

maybe a better person than me You maybe are like an angel

Everybody finds you perfect, but this is not what you want. You have a

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dream! You told me you want to have children and build a house on top of a

hill. Isnt that lovely?

Leanne took away her gaze from Vanessas fiery ones.Dont ruin them because of shallow reasons. Show your mom

youre different from herthat you could be someone not like her.

Finally, she spoke, You dont understand. This this is my

dream. lowly.

Vanessa smirked.

Impatiently waiting inside the humungous glass building, Morgan

and the guys phoned Jayden several times but the lad never answered. The

target was happily interacting with the guests. Jayden was an hour late

already and with another hour yet to pass he would never be able to

accomplish the task. The gangsters were spread throughout the hall with

their arms hidden inside their jackets. They couldnt just shoot the man.

Jayden must do it but where is he?

The young lad who was supposed to be on a mission was once

again hiding under the bridge at Geu Sam. He didnt want to do it yet he

had to do it. He glared at his phone, which was constantly blinking. He had

neglected the guys calls since the previous hours.

The thoroughfare was dark as it used to be, however, the other end

was partly stroked by the light the lamp post near the bridge emits. To

prevent himself from doing the crime, he amused himself by watching the

lamp flickered like the bulk of a firefly when suddenly he remembered the

girl who was there the other night.He looked around to check if she is there. To his disappointment

there wasnt even a single shadow of the woman. He weirdly felt a bit of

frustration. He couldnt understand why but he was expecting to see her.

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Still hoping to catch a glimpse of the strange girl, he kept on looking to both

ends. Its dark at his place whereas the opposite edge was reflected with a

little amount of radiance. His phone was incessantly ringing.They cant make me say yes. Never!

All of a sudden the girl was erased from his thoughts and Morgan

replaced her. Jayden wondered what the other guys were doing now.

Have they done the mission? Have they shot the poor man? I hope

Morgan wont do it

He leaned his head against the dry mud clay wall of the bridge and

dramatically closed his eyes. He thought of the possibilities that would

happen if he did join the group.

He saw himself standing at the middle of the atrium with classy

people around dealing with business and ego. He dressed a waiters clothes

and hid the gun inside his inner shirt. He brought along with him a silver

tray of drinks and sweet biscuits. Strolling only at the very center and

waiting for Morgans hint, Jayden felt his nerves striking every corner of his

body. He, from time to time, glanced at the other guys who secretly spied

the ill-fated target. And at long last, his phone rang, and he picked it up and

answered. It was Morgan

Then, he gradually raised his hand with the gun from his inner shirt

and directed it towards the innoce

not alone in hate

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