choo young woo

On a sunny day, Mrs. Kim seemed to have long given up on treating her daughters equally. They were like two different worlds: the first was named Kim Na Ra, and the second was you — the daughter she loved a little less.

When you both entered primary school, you would spend your time playing with the other children in the garden, riding bicycles, while Kim Na Ra preferred to play tea party with the girls. Your mother always favored her over you. She even cared more for her hair than yours, despite the fact that you were the same age — just nine years old.

You still remember those afternoons in the garden when you would show off your climbing skills in front of your mother’s friends and their children. Yet, she never seemed to notice you, instead boasting proudly about Kim Na Ra.

Years passed, and you entered middle school together. Your mother’s treatment improved slightly, but her preference for Kim Na Ra was still obvious. Your sister wore skirts and dresses, while you preferred loose pants and oversized Tshirts.

Then came high school. Everyone greeted Kim Na Ra warmly, showering her with attention and admiration, while no one seemed to notice you — even though you looked so much alike. Perhaps it was because of your tomboyish behavior? Or maybe because you loved skipping, running, and listening to rock music?

One day, a new boy transferred to your school. His name was Choo Yong Woo. You liked him instantly — but so did your sister. Still, you held on to the hope that he might notice you. You talked to him often, and he talked to you as well… perhaps only as a friend?

Then came that day. You were running on the school track when you looked up toward the stands… and saw Choo Yong Woo embracing Kim Na Ra. You watched them from afar, and it felt as if your heart had shattered into a million pieces.