I had cowardly run away from the house I'd grown up in, toward the unknown place where my harsh destiny was leading me. Exhausted and with my fragile body aching , I decided to spend the night on the deserted roads, hoping never to see daylight again.

The next morning, I was awakened by the horrible melodious songs of the city's wild pigeons, who had surely been abused by the infamous people of Busan .
When I opened my eyes, swollen from lack of sleep , I realized that the place where I was lying had no relation with the one where I had dozed off the night before.

It was a plainly delightful room with old-fashioned decor containing four beds where teenagers were sleeping. They seemed to be silently depressing in their nightmares.

Becausr of fear, I suddenly rose from the bed and began to move back and forth, back and forth, and choking. An overdose of adrenaline was suddenly released into my bloodstream.
After my agitation, an innocent-looking Asian girl woke up yawning, and while remaining on her bed, she took the time to smile at me before asking me the following question: "Hey ... Are you new here? What's your name, little girl?"

She smiled, embarrassed and stood up, then sat down on the corner of my bed: "My name is Kyou Suzuki."

Kyou whispered to me: "The meaning of my name is particular, haha .
I come from the sadest village in the entire world, it's called Kamiyama.
I'll tell you how I came to this South Korean orphanage at breakfast time. Don't talk to our roommates cause they're disgusting!
And you ... What's your name? Where are your parents? Did they abandon you too cause you're a girl?"

So if I'm not mistaken ... I have survived. I am protected, housed, and fed? I'll find a new family ? Is this orphanage a safe place with kind people ? Because this Kyou seemed a bit strange to me.
Despite the dark circles under her monolides eyes, she remained smiling and full of energy. I could see the suffering in her childlike eyes, I could see starvation, disgust, and a hint of fatigue.
I replied neutrally, without revealing my full identity: "I ... I am Machigai."

All excited, Kyou stood up and jumped: "Machigai!? It's a Japanese word... but um, it's a synonym for mistake... Don't worry, I have a terrible name too. Kyou just means misfortune because when I was born, well, I was my mother's misfortune."
She laughed to hide her suffering.

Now that the young foreigner had revealed the meaning of my name, I must be of ~great and enormous value~in my parents' eyes. I'm probably one of those illegitimate children who bring bad luck.
Thanks to this girl who revealed a part of my reality, I know who I am and what I feel .

Tears rolled down my cheeks. They flowed coldly, then fell on my hands, frozen by the autumn chill, to warm them.
For my father's soul, I wish peace.
For my mother's soul, I wish sadness even after death.

What I felt was inexpressible. Only my tears understood it.
Hate blocked my heart. I had to release that hatred and use it on others. Fortunately, I had turned into a human devil, roaming the earth with malice.