*It was late at night. My brother Kang-Dae and I were sitting on the couch watching our favorite show. Suddenly while I was sitting on the sofa I heard strange noises coming from one of the rooms upstairs, but it wasn't just any room. This was our dead parents' room...*

-Big bro, did you hear those sounds?

-What sounds?

-The ones that came from Mom and Dad's room.

-Cho-Hee you're just imagining things. You know best that our parents died 2 years ago.

*He's right, I must really be imagining things. 5 minutes passed and I kept hearing knocking coming from our parents' room.*

-Big Bro, I'm sure I hear something from the room Upstairs. Can we go check it out?

-Don't worry Cho-Hee. This must be the window we forgot to close.

*A window?*

-Nevermind. You must be right. And anyway, you're still not asleep, can you help me with my math homework?

-Of course Cho-Hee!

-You're not my brother... are you?

-What do you mean?

-First, our parents died last month, not 2 years ago, and they also died in a car accident on the Asia 1 highway on their way home from Tokyo. Second, there are no windows in our parents' room, and YOU are the one who knows that best. And third, I don't have math homework because I start school next year.

-Sorry Cho-Hee, I'm really getting a little too tired these days.

-My brother wouldn't make That mistake, because he was the person who grieved the most.

*I grabbed the knife that was placed on the table and stabbed him in the stomach.*

-You think you can kill me so easily, don't you... Kim Cho-Hee.

*He yanked the knife from his stomach and tossed it aside, then grabbed my neck and lifted me into the air. I screamed but unfortunately, no one heard my cry for help.*

-Stop yelling!

-Who...are...you?

-Someone you will never forget.

*At that moment I remembered that I had a needle and thread in my pocket because I needed to sew up my torn toy. I took the needle out of my pocket and stuck it in his right eye. He immediately let me go, and after that, I ran to my room, which was upstairs.*

-No matter where you go you won't get away Cho-Hee!

*I got to my room and immediately locked the door, but he as we all know just locking it was not going to do any work, I started barricading the door with all kinds of heavy objects, but since I was only 5 years old. I couldn't do much. After doing my best to barricade the door, I stood in the corner of the room and began to cry. He was so close I could hear his footsteps. At that moment, a bright light flashed in the room, I closed my eyes, and after the light faded, a man appeared in front of me. He was tall with very long and thick white hair. He wore a white Hanbok and had fox ears and 9 fluffy white tails with black at the end. His skin was as white as canvas.*

-Are you Hee-Young?

-N...no, I'm Cho-Hee.

-Now we will check this.

*He came closer to me and looked into my eyes. The "yin yang" sign appeared on my neck*

-That's right, I was right. You are...Hee-Young.