Prolouge
Why am I here? I asked myself as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I was beginning to lose it. I had no idea what I was doing anymore. The line was beginning to blur.
The resonating music from the clubhouse made me feel dizzy. Maybe it was the drinks I couldn't tell.
I turned on the faucet and splashed water on my face. Get it together. I told myself. I had to figure it out. I had to figure out why she died. Suicide? It still didn't sit well with me. There was no way she would've committed suicide. She was the happiest person I had ever known. There must've been a reason.... A reason for my sister to have committed suicide. And I was going to figure it out. This is where the story begins.
Once upon a time there lived in the districts of Seoul two sisters..... Hold on I know exactly what you must be thinking. Who in the world begins a story with once upon a time anymore?? Well, I do.
So on with my story. We were two sisters. Twin sisters to be precise. My sister was the pride of our family. She had excellent grades and was the nicest person I had ever known. I know that sounds cliche ish but I've never been one too good with descriptions. Yeah, that was me. The rebel of our family. Don't worry I am not going to serve you another paragraph of descriptive cliches.
But in case you were thinking this story is going to be about me changing my ways, becoming a nice nerd and finding love, yeah you're completely wrong. This is not my story. This is a story about my sister. My other half. Kim Yonna.
