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I opened my eyes to the gray ceiling of the room I stay at this goddamn hospital, what a way to start your day.

Two months have passed since I came back to my world, two months since Penelope Eckart died because of the poisoned wine she drank on her birthday.

Yeah, I died. Turns out that all I had to do was to die to come back... I guess that was why the system didn't warned me when Callisto tried to cut my throat open. I bet that it wanted me to think that if I die, it all will come to an end...

Well, who cares? I'm free now, and it's none of my business anymore. Its none of my business if Yvonne manipulated everyone. Its not my problem if the Duke, Reynold, Vinter or/and Callisto died, they weren't even real from the start.

I'm free. And that's all that matters. There is no need to think about them anymore. I don't have to think about them...

BUT THE PROBLEM WAS I COULDN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT THEM?! WHY THE FUCK CANT I JUST FORGOT IT ALL OR ACT LIKE IT ALL WAS A DREAM?! IT'S NOT LIKE I WAS LIVING IN HEAVEN IN THE FUCKING GAME! EVERYTHINK WERE JUST LIKE HOW THINGS WERE LIKE IN HERE, IT WAS EVEN WORSE THAN HOW IT WAS IN HERE!? I DIDN'T HAD ANY KIND OF FREEDOM SO WHY DO I CAN'T SPARE MY THOUGHTS FROM THE MONTHS I LIVED AS PENELOPE!?

...

fuck it, im just gonna sleep...

NO. Don't think about her. You are not her, so stop begin dumb.

I gulped and opened my phone. I was waiting for my notifications to be dry as always but ,to my surprise, there was a text notification from...The second asshole?

What the actual fuck? What the hell does he want? Why is he trying to contact me?

With all of those questions in my head, I clicked the notification. I don't know why, normally I just delete all the texts he sends me, but this time I didn't... I guess I was just couldn't think straight because I had just woken up...

But it doesn't matter now, because in the end I did read it.

"We heard that you are in hospital, we're coming."

What

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I glared at the two men standing next to my bed. My so called brothers have come to visit me... Hah! Hilarious, they have let me starve, they made me feel like a burden in my own father's house, and a lot of things I couldn't remember after years. And still they were here like they cared about me.

Maybe they have came to see me dying.

As we stared at each other, the silence between us became more and more awkward. It was starting to get on my nerves, so I decided to be the one who starts the conversation.

"Why did you two came?"

Both of them hesitated like they weren't expecting me to say such a thing... Mother fucking idiots. The second bastard, who recovered first from the shock, talked with guilt in his voice;

"What kind of a question is this?!... We are your brothers, of course we come to see you when we heard that you were hospitalized!.."

The elder one added;

"Yes, Siyeon! We are your brothers!"

I tried not to roll my eyes as he talks.

"And what exactly did you do to gain that title?"

I hiss, they seem taken aback.

"All you do have to wait for me to born to be my older brothers, but really, tell me one time one of you acted like a brother would?"

They both shut up, asshole number two seems really interested in the walls as asshole number one watches the floor while clenching his fist. Mother fuckers, you don't even have an answer to me!..

As I glared at them, asshole number two talks;

"I- I know!.. Haaah... Fuck it!"

Suddenly, he grabbed my hands and looked at me dead in the eye;

"Siyeon, I know that I was one of the most bastard-ish man you've ever met, I might even be the worse... And I'm sorry for that! I know that you don't belive me, I know that I look like I'm trying to do amends, and I know that no matter what I do, it will not change the past. But please, even if you don't forgive me, plese, please, let me try to be the brother you deserve!"

I froze as he says all that stuff with a teary expression that remind me of...

No. Don't. Do not think about him, he isn't real anymore.

I gulp and it feelt like I was swallowing a cactus. I look him up and down, this man is one of the ones who made my entire life a living hell. I don't have to forgive him. I don't need him, I never did need him. I don't need a family.

...

"If you fuck this up, I'll haunt you even after dead."

Yet, the poor little girl inside me haven't died yet.

She was still alive.

And she was still starving for those bastards attention. 

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Two hours have passed since asshole number two- No- Jageun Jihoon has apologized.

That was surely a suprise, and honestly; I didn't expected it would change anything. 

Yet, when I said that I didn't like the hospital food, he had stormed off from the room and went to buy me junk food. Funny, he didn't even know what type of food I love... Haaahh... Nevermind.

As we wait in a awkward silence, Bastard No One- no- Keun Minho's phone rang.

"Sorry- I have to answer this."

I nodded as he stood up to leave the room.

He haven't apologized. Not that I care or anything, but Jageun Jihoon apologizing instead of Keun Minho was weird. Keun Minho had always leave me alone instead of bullying me like Jageun Jihoon... Probably because he can't stand seeing me around.

Whatever, I don't care about them anyway. 

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After a while, like thirty minutes later, Jageun Jihoon entered the stuffy room with a paper bag in his hand, making the smell of Korean Style Hotdogs smell spread through the room. My mouth started watering because of the scent as the memories of times I watch other kids eat hotdogs with their parents or siblings and feel jelous...

Jageun Jihoon took out a box as big as my head out of the bag and placed it on my lap and began to take out beverage cans from the very same bag, there was... Seven different brand of the exact same five drinks... I guess my expression must have talked instead of my mouth because he explained why he got so many drinks.

"I... realized that I didn't knew what kind of drinks you'd prefer. And all the brands make them different, so I bought one of every drink in the store..."

... OK, I really have nothing to say to that.

"I- thanks."

The corner of his mouth slightly curled up when I thanked him, but he didn't said anything and sat on the chair next to my bed.

I opened the Hotdog pack- wtf?

How the hell am I supposed to eat that much of food?

As I looked at the box full of food and tried to calculate how much I can eat, the door knocked and Keun Minho entered the room. He paused for a moment when he saw the box full of hotdogs on my lap but I shrugged it off and began to eat one as he sat next to Jageun Jihoon.

I continued to eat in silence as Jageun Jihoon played with his fingers and Keun Minho texted somebody on his phone. After sixth hotdog I began to feel like I was about to explode but the box was still nearly full. I swallowed my bite and turned to them;

"I can't eat anymore."

Jageun Minho stand up,

"It's okay, let me put the rest to the mini refrigerator, you can eat them later. Or if you don't want to eat cold food I can give them to stray dogs and we'd get something different. Anyway, do you want dessert, I can go and get some if you do.

"...Let's just put them to the refrigerator..."

I answered hesitantly. 

That was when Keun Minho entered the room again.