"I am dying, Heeseung." Iya wiped the tears from his cheeks, trying to stop her own from falling. "Please, let me do this one last thing for you. Mom and Dad would have wanted one of us to live."

     They lost their parents nearly a year ago to the same causes. They both had organ defects, passed down to their children at birth. Heeseung, like his mother, had a defective heart. Iya, like her father, had defective lungs.

     With all the medical advancements, they were given the miracle of living this long. But, it was only to delay the inevitable. Their conditions, specifically Iya's had grown worse in the past few months. When she was informed that she had little time left, she told the doctors to give her heart for Heeseung's transplant, the minute she died.

     He hated her for it.