Growing up, I wanted to matter to the world or have a sense of purpose. I'm a few years away from college graduation. I'm frustrated with my life being normal. Reality sucks a bit. I'm already 20 years old studying in Seoul, Korea but still no love life and social life as well.
My name is Yuna Kim. I rarely hear my own name being said for hanging out with friends, but rather, I hear my name is called usually when I am needed for my classmates help in school work or assignments. The only thing I got working out for me is my loving family.
One night, everything changed. As I went to sleep, I got dragged into a violent scene. The scene was