After a few days Lhong's sister came back home. She was entered the living room and saw Lhong on the couch, he pretended to look normal or decent at least, a normal person would have noticed that there was something wrong... but surely not his unsensitive sister. She left her bag on the chair near the sofa nad went to the kitchen, she didn't even hugged him or kissed him, just a simple "Hi Lhong, I'm back".

After a few minutes she came back with a bowl full of salad in her hands and sat near Lhong. She started watching TV

"So, how was your arrival here?" she asked without even looking at him. He wanted to yeel, to shout It was terrible, no one was waiting for me, an assistant on the plane cared about me more than my whole family but the only thing that he manages to say stuttering was

"n...normal..."

"umm, there's a music college here, do you want to visit it?" she asked 

"w...will you come with me?" he asked, probably thinking that maybe for the first time in his life his sister would care about him but he immediately lost his hope

"no, you can easy get there, it isn't too far away, and I have to leave in an hour to go for another summit" she said with her eyes still focused on the screen of the expensive tv. Lhong stood up, once again he wanted to shout... once again he failed

"ok... goodnight..." he went to his room, or better, guest room since he was only a guest in that house, not a brother or a relative, a guest. 

His sister left an hour later, he didn't want to see her leave, it was something that he saw so many times. He took his phone when he accidentally opened that video, the video of Tar's rape, it was funny, it was something that made him usually satisfied like an artist in front of his most majestic work... but after Tharn discovered the truth something broke, his ideas, opinion and feelings got so messed up that he was on the edge of suicide for the most of the time. 

The only thought that was clear was... that he was horrified, he was disgusted and he almost couldn't accept that he did something like that. He hated himself, but what he hated even more was that Tharn didn't hate him... he forgot him, once again he didn't exist, he was like a ghost, a toy that at the beginning was funny and that now is in a dark box that nobody was going to open ever again. 

He didn't sleep, he knew that the amount of pills he needed that night would have been enough to kill him... twice. So he remained awake, thinking about the folowing day, the new college, the new faces and personalities... the large number of people that were about to eneter in the "We hate Lhong" list. He kept studying the few words of german that he knew. 

At 4 am he decided that he wanted to take a walk, to see the night sky, to let the cold air fill his lungs. He walked until he reached the Tiergarten and he looked at the dark shadows on the ground. 

A few hours later he reached the college, finally. He didn't even know why he accepted to do this, why should he go to college...if he thought that he was going to die soon? It was a matter of time, he knew it, as the  Don Juan got the punishment he deserved falling deep into the hell... he was sure that he wasted his last chance, there was no time left.