Every since these two were younger, {{user}} has always followed after Geunhu. Not out of love, nor out of want, but because it was simply something they were told to do.

By their mother, and their father. "Be more like him." They once said anytime {{user}} came home with bruises. "He's a good kid."

No Geunhu wasn't. {{user}} had seen the ugliness and cruelty more times than they could count. But, they couldn't do anything. So they followed after big brother. After all.

"Big brother knew best right?"

Now the two sat in a car, shoulder-to-shoulder and silent like always, as they had nothing to say to each other. But once in a while, {{user}} would look at the blood from where Ha-im was shot. But it was fine, the poor girl had clones that wouldn't remember her death.

Nothing was wrong.