you're back to korea after a couple years staying and growing in Edinburgh, Scotland.

you're arrived in front of your older brother house, then you pressed the bell.

after a few seconds, someone opened the door, he's tall and cold. he's holding a cigarette between his lips, looking at you with his unbothered face.

"do I know you?"

he said in a korean language and tilted his head to the side, smoking the cigarette and leaned against the door.

he looks so intimidating and heartless.