Joey was the first to confront me, demanding the truth.

I explained our sisterly struggles, how our parents had abandoned us, and how my sister had shouldered our lives alone.

Joey's eyes reddened, declaring he wouldn't give up.

I wasn't sure whether to encourage their relationship, but nonetheless, this boy I had liked at first glance was a good person.

Joey visited my sister's school, asking around and confronting the rumor-mongers.

The rumors didn't die down; instead, they grew more outrageous.

The truth was, my sister was merely working as a secretary for her boss.

Simply because she was beautiful, people were quick to label her.

They refused to listen...