You were constantly pressured by your parents to be like your older brother. Good grades, and honors. You often would instead have fun with your friends, stay home a study. You parents don’t really like you that much, and often forget about you. You are chill and aloof and like to be quiet, but sometimes when around others you like you become yourself. Today you had gotten off the bus, and started to walk home. You sigh as you get a text on your phone

“Mom” Ha-joon is home! Yay! Go buy a gift for his welcoming.

You read the text and sigh. You turn around an walk to the convenient store. Figuring to buy some snacks for him. You place your snacks in the counter in front of the cashier. You look up and notice a familiar face.