episode_0098

My first memory was of my older brother.

I don’t remember very well because I was too young.

An older brother who always plays with me, feeds me, and takes care of me.

Since I was little, my brother has been more like a father to me than my own father.

Boys and girls must not sit together. From the age of five, boys and girls must never be in the same space together.

You should never read Snow White. You should not look for a prince, but learn to be happy on your own.

You should know how to protect yourself, but the world is not that easy, so you should know how to avoid such situations as much as possible.

My brother, who taught me a lot and continues to teach me more.

A passionate older brother who teaches the opposite sex, saying that guys like Minjun next door who drool over all kinds of women should not be associated with each other.

In fact, there were many kids like Minjun’s older brother in the kindergarten, and thanks to my strong older brother, I was able to easily defeat them.

When his six-year-old sister, a very pretty girl, came to visit the house, he began to question his brother’s education.

As a result, my new sister, who comes to visit me every day, has become like a real older sister to me.

The memory of entering elementary school and going to school with my older brother and younger sister Sae-ah still remains as a very happy memory for me.

A cool older brother and a pretty older sister.

These two were a source of pride to me.

Since I walked to and from school with my older brother and sister, my friends asked me who I was, and when I told them that he was my real older brother, they envied me.

Friends who follow me after school and come say hello to my brother.

Friends who didn’t have older brothers envied those who had kind and cool older brothers, and friends who had older brothers envied those who had cool older brothers who were different from their own.

There were even friends who asked me to swap with their older brother, and I was busy bragging about my older brother to them.

Because he’s tall, handsome, studies well, and is always kind to his friends when we meet.

As time went by, I didn’t think much of it when I found out that some of my friends had a crush on my brother.

I knew full well that my brother was cool, and whether I had a crush on him or not, it would never happen in the first place.

The older brother I knew already had a younger sister, and he didn’t easily give up on anyone outside of his family, and most of all, he had friends who loved Snow White.

If it weren’t for my friends, my brother probably wouldn’t have even gotten along with them.

So, until elementary school, I was busy bragging about my brother whether my friends liked him or not, and I didn’t really care about anything else.

When my older sister Sae-ah suddenly went abroad to study, I thought about introducing her to a pretty friend since she was feeling lonely.

I couldn’t betray my older sister who was studying abroad, and my brother wasn’t the type of person to open his heart even if I introduced him to a friend.

In the first place, since you’re like Sae-ah, my brother feels empty. Even in my eyes, you seem like an impregnable brother.

As time passed, my friends’ interest in my brother gradually decreased, but he was still an older brother I was proud of.

Even the boys didn’t treat me rudely, saying things like I was the school’s best, and some teachers even praised me for my older brother. Just my presence made me feel like a reliable older brother.

When I heard that the two were dating when my sister Sae-ah came back from studying abroad, I honestly wasn’t surprised at all.

At least my family thought it was strange that we hadn’t dated until now.

I played games with my in-laws, went to the beach, had parties at Christmas, and met them often, so we became closer than just relatives.

Time passed happily thanks to the happy days with my brother, sister Sae-ah, and family.

Although I was compared to my older brother who was so great, and although I wanted to be like my mother like my older brother, there were days when I was heartbroken because my family said I resembled my father, but I was okay.

I’ve known for a long time that my brother is talented, and my father is a decent father as long as he doesn’t get involved with my brother.

Sometimes, my father seems like a person who is anxious because he can’t bother his brother, but if you take away the fact that that is the joy of life, he was a good father to me.

I spent time with my family, played games at home, became closer with my friends, and met them outside to play. Every day was enjoyable.

However, problems began to arise after I graduated from elementary school and went to the same middle school as my older brother.

When I first started middle school, I was just happy to be going to school with my older brother for the first time in a long time.

The day after the entrance ceremony, I went to school with my brother, took classes, and was eating lunch with my friends in the cafeteria when my brother came into the cafeteria.

I wondered how my brother was doing in middle school. I saw him receiving food on his plate and sitting alone in an empty seat where no one was present.

I knew he didn’t have any friends, but when I saw him eating alone, I tried to get up from my seat to eat with him.

“That guy is really handsome.”

“Really? Where where?”

“The guy over there eating alone.”

“Isn’t that Ye-eun’s older brother?”

I could hear my friends and people around me gossiping about my brother.

If we went out to eat together for no reason, it felt like all my friends would follow me, and it was natural that my brother would feel uncomfortable while eating.

My brother may not be familiar with other people, but he is always kind to my friends.

In the end, I couldn’t eat with my brother and could only watch him eat alone.

One, two, three, four days passed like that, and several kids asked me about my brother.

Friends I’ve known since elementary school, to friends I met for the first time in middle school.

Everyone started to take interest in my brother.

I knew my brother was tall and handsome for his age, but was it to that extent?

As someone who saw my brother at home all the time, I couldn’t understand my friends’ excessive interest in me, and I started to feel burdened by their interest in my brother.

It wasn’t like this even in elementary school. There were even kids I didn’t know who asked me about my older brother.

From whether or not your brother has a girlfriend, to what he usually does and what he likes.

If there were one or two of them, I could have laughed it off, but there were so many of them.

So, just a few days after I entered school, I started going to school separately from my older brother.

Still, the children’s interest in their older brother showed no signs of abating.

Rumors spread that my brother was good at studying and fighting, and there were even rumors that he was so good that he didn’t have any friends.

Idiots. My brother just can’t make friends.

There were also kids who asked for my brother’s cell phone number even though they weren’t even close to me.

Even my friends who wanted to go talk to my brother during lunch break.

Up until this point, everything was fine.

You don’t have to tell me, and you don’t have to approach me so that I don’t get annoyed.

But as time passed, the group of girls began to grow.

There were kids who asked if they could come over to my house to play after school and kids who even called their older brothers to play with them.

I told my kids several times that my brother had a girlfriend, but they didn’t care.

I even got into a fight with a friend who said that the goal wouldn’t go in because there was a goalkeeper.

I already said goodbye to my girlfriend’s parents and that we would get married when we become adults, but the kids didn’t change.

The children’s excessive attention continued like that, and I started avoiding my older brother at school.

Clearly, at first, I avoided my brother because I didn’t want him to get hurt because of me.

If I introduce my friends around me, I know they will say hello to me whenever they meet in the future even when I’m not around.

But one day, when I came home, my brother asked me quietly.

He asked me why I felt like he was being avoided at school these days and if I had done something wrong.

I didn’t want to make my brother worry for no reason, and I couldn’t say with my own mouth that he was great, so I ran away to my room without answering.

But from then on, for some reason, things started to get awkward between me and my brother.

I knew something was wrong when I started feeling awkward at school and even at home.

The bigger problem was that I couldn’t pretend to know my brother at school.

I had already made excuses to my friends that I had a fight with my brother and we weren’t on good terms, and I didn’t want to introduce the kids to him.

And after a few days, my brother finally came into the room.

“Yeun-ah. Why are you avoiding me at school?”

“Are you embarrassed because you don’t have any friends?”

I’d rather be embarrassed than embarrassed.

Then the kids wouldn’t be as interested as they are now.

I clearly avoided it because I was afraid it would hurt my brother. Why on earth did it turn out like this?

I couldn’t tell him that it was because he was so popular, so I could only tell him to leave.

So the awkward relationship between me and my brother continued.

While I was walking with my friends during lunch break, I saw my older brother in the distance.

“How does Ye-eun’s oppa keep his clothes so clean?”

“That’s right. All the other guys are crumpled, but Ye-eun oppa is straight.”

“I want one of Ye-eun’s oppa’s shirts.”

“It smells good, right?”

Yeah. There’s nothing I can do about my brother’s handsome face, so wouldn’t it be less annoying if I just wrinkled his clothes?

The next day, while my brother was washing up, I crumpled up all the uniforms in his room.

Even though I felt sorry for my brother while I was crying, I just hoped that my friends wouldn’t be interested in him anymore.

I had no other choice and hurried to school for fear of getting scolded by my brother.

I’ve regretted going to school several times.

We were already awkward with each other, so why did that happen?

I wonder if my brother hates me.

Should I go and get it done right now?

But as I walked, I arrived at school and was even more afraid of running into my brother, so I avoided him even more.

The phone rings after school ends.

I got calls and texts from my brother, but I couldn’t answer them.

I didn’t want to go home because I was scared of running into my brother, but I had no choice but to go home as my friends were going home.

When I got home, my brother followed me into the room.

The first time I saw my brother’s angry expression.

The moment I saw that expression, I was speechless.

I couldn’t make excuses or apologize for what I did wrong.

It was clearly my fault, but I was so upset and scared that my mouth wouldn’t open.

My brother stared at me and then left the room, and I didn’t know what to do anymore.

I was so scared that my brother would hate me if I continued like this.