Unusually, plum blossoms bloomed early. Even though it was early February, white flowers adorned the tips of the branches. Perhaps it was due to the recent warmth or the gentle sunlight shining down. Although it was uncertain when the cold snow would torment them, several blossoms had bloomed widely on the long-reaching branches.
Han Yoohyun stopped walking and looked at the plum blossoms. He wasn't particularly interested in flowers. It was just that his older brother's birthday was yesterday. Kindergarten student Han Yoohyun folded paper to make flowers and wrote a card. When he said, "Happy birthday, hyung," his brother warmly hugged him.
There was a cake. Their parents, along with friends, gave them money and instructed them to buy something delicious. With that, they fulfilled their obligation and went into the living room to watch a movie. Han Yoojin wisely kept the money he received.
That 10,000 won bill was meant for Han Yoohyun's birthday. Just as it happened every year.
Cake, presents, and flowers. Han Yoohyun crossed the flowerbed without hesitation. The blooming branches were at a height unreachable by a child's hands. Han Yoohyun climbed the tree, gripping a branch with one hand. The thick branch, challenging for a kindergarten child's grip, snapped easily as he broke it. Then he lightly jumped down from the tree.
Discarding the thick branches, he picked only one thin branch with flowers. In the meantime, someone approached and shouted loudly.
"Don't go into the flowerbed! Even if the branch is broken, you shouldn't pick the flowers!"
Han Yoohyun turned to face the scolding elder. Instead of being scared, the old man momentarily stepped back in cold eyes. As cute and handsome as anyone could be, resembling a child, Han Yoo-yun received the cold gaze as if it instilled instinctive fear.
He's just a small child. Nevertheless, the old man, looking at him with fear, shouted even louder.
"Hey, which house is this kid from? What are the parents doing?"
Han Yoohyun turned away without saying a word. He had no interest in someone scolding him just for shouting. Han Yoohyun returned to the house where no one welcomed him, and when his brother came home from school, he gave him the flower branch. Han Yoojin smiled widely but also worried.
"Yoohyun, should I read you a fairy tale?"
As Han Yoohyun gradually responded, Han Yoojin felt more affection for his younger brother. Whether it was due to his parents who tried to avoid him, Han Yoojin chose Han Yoo-hyun instead and Han Yoohyun ignored everyone except his brother. Whether he sensed the parents trying to distance themselves, Han Yoohyun chose his brother over others and ignored those who tried to approach, including himself.
"Adults should be treated with respect. No, you should use honorifics."
"Listen to the teacher well and don't fight with friends."
"Even if you don't like it, Yoohyun-ah, endure a little. There are many things in the world that you have to do even if you don't want to."
He didn't understand why he had to treat adults with respect. Although he could easily make anyone scared with his heart if he wanted to, Han Yoohyun followed his brother's words. Teachers at kindergarten and elementary school were annoying and troublesome. But Han Yoohyun endured it. Although there were no friends he could call friends, he reluctantly mingled when necessary.
In this way, under Han Yoojin's affection, Han Yoohyun was created, one step at a time. However, there was still some resistance.
"What if I kill Mom and Dad? What will you do, hyung?"
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AcciónHe was an F-rank Hunter. To top it off, he was a useless F-rank loser of a big brother who dragged down his incredible younger brother. While he carelessly lived out his messed-up life, he ultimately took his younger brother's life. He regressed bac...
