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"No one believes in love at first sight until that special comes along and steals your heart"-Anonymous

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My name is Jung Danielle. Or Danielle Jung-Smith if you would like. Yes, you guessed it. I'm half Korean and half American. Dad's American and Mom's Korean. 

Sometimes, Koreans just can't accept mixes very well. I was bullied ever since I learnt how to spell in school. Being teased at, being laughed at, name it, I went through them all. For God knows how long I lived, I only had few friends. Let me name them, first, Margot, who was a mix of Korean-French. She, too was teased just because people couldn't pronounce her name. Unfortunately, she had to move to France to follow her father because he got promoted there. Then, I was alone for the rest of the year. Not to mention we only been friends for two months since she moved around often. 

Then, there was Jung Daehyun. Basically, we were friends because he thought that it was cool that we had the same surname. Not for long though, after he befriended some jocks. Well, I don't know if I should name them jocks though for 12-year-old immatured teasing boys? 

After I entered high school, I finally found real friends. Friends to talk to, to laugh with, to share secrets and all that. It's not like I did not have them before but it was like it wasn't even real. Nothing had been real in my life, honestly. 

It was just Park Jihyo at first, because she was my seatmate. After a little drama about her leaving her group to befriend me or something like that, I finally became friends with the whole group. They called themselves Twice for God knows what reason, but I don't care though. I joined in and then we became everything but vulnerable. We were there for each other. Even when one time, one of the group, Chaeyeon, kind of ignored us for his boyfriend, but then we caught his boyfriend dating other girl at the mall. Even though things got messy, we were still inseparable.

Then, we made ourselves swear to not ignore each other after having boyfriends and all. That drama of Chaeyeon actually got me to not date guys. So, after all these years, I was only denying myself to not like anyone since I've seen the consequence. 

A little bit more of myself, I am not the type of girl who 24/7 dream about love. You know, there are girls who live for love and that's just not me. Ever since I was born, the only love I felt was to my parents. 

And what I learnt was love only led to heartbreak. 

Flashback

America, 21st June 2012

"Mommy, I'm home!" I cheerfully walked into the house , innocent. I was just 11, what could happen? 

"Mommy?" I called. My house was always empty, but as far as I know, mom is on holiday. Same goes to dad. Or that's what I thought. "Mommy?" I called again. 

"Dad-"

"Mia, you need to tell her. She's big enough now. We can't keep the secret forever, " I heard Dad's voice from my parents' bedroom. Being curious I was, I peeked through the half opened door. First thing I saw was mom, sitting on the bed and looking tired as ever. Was mom always that pale?

Dad was walking back and forth inside the room. His eyes were puffy, just like mom. Like they were both had a meltdown together just before I came.