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He was crying in my mothers arms, I was 5 years old at the time. He had a really small finger, and he looks so cute. My mother and I was really happy at the time, but my fathers didn't. One night I heard my parents was shouting to each other, I don't really understand what is happening at the time. And the next morning I saw my mother crying and when she saw me she hug me tightly, she said my father died in an accident. Well, I didn't cry at the time, because I don't really understand what had happen. 2 month later, we moved from France to Korea. And my mother started to live with a strange guy, he told me that he was my new father. I didn't want to call him dad or acknowlege him as my new father, I never talked to him. They change my brothes name from Jafferson to Park Jae In, I really pity my brother he didn't understand everything and thought the strange guy was our father. That what I thought till I was 10, I heard my mother talk to that guy about me, she felt guilty to me for not telling me that my little brother is not my fathers son, but he was the strange guy son. And, my father know about it thats why the fighting at the time, because my father was really mad he goes out and got into that accident. Hearing it make my heart burn and its make me really mad. I hated my mother and that guy since that time, I wanted to hate my little brother as well, but I can't. I can't afford to see my brother, looking at him made me want to care of him more, Because I knew that I can't do anything better than his parents, so I stay away from him and never talked to him since then.