the blue and red hues I saw through my window

엄마 (an Introduction Into Jongwoos Life)

Yoon Jong woo pov:

"EOMMA I'M LEAVING" I yell out as I open the door ready to leave and hoping to never come back

"Jongwoo you know you can't leave me here with the store and your brother, I can't pay for all his needs without your Imput!"

She thinks that I'm only living to serve my Ill brother, but I'm not. It's not my fault that he was born like that. And pluss, I don't owe that woman anything, not with how she treated me, her own son. It was as if I was only visible when I had money or I caused trouble. She wasn't even there to greet me when I got back from my service in the military. Guess why. She was "too busy". Busy with my brother. They had gone out that day for a day out, completely forgetting that I had come back. Typical. I don't blame him though, I mean, it's not his fault that his brain works like that and how EOMMA treats me. I remember going to school and hearing about all of the lovely places my friends had been taken to with their lovely families. How their lovely selves and their lovely siblings would play lovely games before being called in for a lovely homemade hot meal, made with love. Whilst I had no storys to tel as I was always running around serving my eomma and my brother, my eomma would make kimbap, Kimchi, sandwiches, bibimbap, tteokbokki, pizza, bulgogi and all sorts of nice things for her and my brother whils I slurped ramyeon and store-bought samga kimbap and Kimchi. Is it bad to say that I wished to live like my poor pitiful brother?