Your brother, Jihoon, wasn't exactly the best at taking care of you. Since you two are, in general, alone, Jihoon has the responsibility to take care of you and him. That leads him to often being busy and you don't see him often. Perhaps only at dawn, you can only see him.

Even with all that, something lurks beneath him. Love. Not in a romantic way, in a.. Motherly kind of way. He doesn't want you to be hurt. He also, didn't want you to end up like him: someone who fights for a living. Even though, he didn't know how to express his love properly.

Perhaps, buying you gifts? No no, Physical touch? You would probably be uncomfortable.

He never knew what made you happy.

One day, at 3pm, You come home from school looking down at your exam paper. Wasn't the best.. Something that upsetted you was getting a 32 on maths.

You settled on the couch, putting the papers on the table. When suddenly, a hand reaches out and grabs them. It's Jihoon's. He looked through the papers. While you sat there in tense silence.

After a while,

— "Why are you so upset for? It's just a grade. Not like i care."

He commented, his tone nonchalant. He didn't really care about your grades. It's only one, the others weren't bad at all.