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Kim Rok Soo's parents passed away in a car accident when he was young. Then, he lived with his uncle. He had a decent job and was a pretty good person. He enjoyed small amounts of drinking and gambling at that time.
Also, his uncle lived alone. His wife already died cause of cancer. So, his father is the only one his uncle had in his life. Krs often looked at them talking happily. But when he died, his uncle seems quieter but still talked to him like normal and smiled.
Although, he can see that smile is forced and fake.
Until one day, he saw his uncle start to get extremely addicted to drinking and gambling not long after taking Krs in. Krs has no power to stop him so he tried to ignore it. He knew his uncle become lonely too, he knew because it was the same for him. So maybe his uncle does that to relieve the stress for a while.
But day by day,
Week by week,
month by month,
It become worst.
At first, he throws the alcohol bottle at the floor when he gets mad but didn't try to hurt Krs yet.
Then, it started.
From throwing the bottle at the floor, he will throw it into Krs's legs making his legs covered in blood Then, he will hurt him by kicking him like a punchbag. Almost every day that thing happened. he need to curl in fear underneath his blanket or hold his pee because he was not allowed to leave the room.
Except for some of the lucky days when Krs successfully hid in his room and can go to the toilet stealthily while holding his breath for a while so his uncle will not find him to get out of the room.
It's hard, but he needs to stay alive.
stay alive...
No matter what happens...
He needs to survive.
He can't let their deaths be in vain.
So he needs to live.
And one day, he can't take it anymore. If he holds for a long time, he will die.
Killed by his family,
By his uncle that used to love him.
That...used to love him.
So he runs.
He run and run until he heard the meowing sound somewhere. He stopped while catching his breath and tries to find the source of the sound. Then he meets the white fur with round dark blue eyes that look like a night sky. This cat's eyes are really beautiful.
Krs pick up that cat in that box carefully. This cat has a thin body.
'...'
'When was the last time he ate?'
That cat just purred in his embrace while wiggling his tail.
Krs knows he can't bring back this cat. His uncle might beat him too.
"Oh is that a cat? He looks so cute "
Krs startled & turned his head and met with black eyes. The reddish brown and black eyes look at each other.
The one that talks to him is a child that looks the same age as him, a boy with a bandage and plaster everywhere.
'But it does not look like the scar Is from the beating'
Oh, this? Hehe, I fell when running, this one is from falling riding a bicycle, and this one is I fell from the drain. This one is from...this one is also from...
'He's talkative'
After he talks about himself, he looks at Krs then open his eyes wide and crunched down to look at krs properly.
"Oh wait, you have a scar too!"
"Hmm, why didn't you put the magic ( medicine )? The small monsters ( bacteria) will enter your body you know if you don't put the protection. Then he will declare war inside your body and you will get sick!"
'And weird'
Then he pulls krs hand.
"Let's go to the healer. She will treat you, bring that cat too! We can treat both of you properly!".
*****
I'm back, mother!
"Where did you go huh- "
"Who is that"
"Hmm~"
"My comrade!
He brings his companion too! But both of them need treatment after going to war!"
That woman looks at krs from head to toe and sighs with a small smile.
Alright, I understand, go to bathe first, I will take care of them.
"Yay!"
"Alright, mother! Both of you,
That child turns his head and looks at Krs
"Wait for me alright?"
Bam!
"How much time does it need for the door to break if he keeps slamming the door."
"..."
"..."
"Oh"
"Come, let me treat your wound first."
Krs just politely followed her while the cat was in his embrace quietly in his arms.