We sat in the living room after dinner. My parents were already pulling out their parenting diaries and photo albums. This was the purpose of coming here.
Showing the parenting diary to Seo-yu hyung while Sung-hoon hyung was away.
It wasnât an easy opportunity because my older brother was almost always next to Seo-yu hyung. In fact, I was seeing it for the first time as well.
Iâve never seen a picture of my older brother when he was young.
S&S Director Choiâs! Photos from when he was a kid!
My older brother who was the most perfect, big, and handsome in the world when he was young!
Gasp, I was out of breath.
The parenting diary had ten books in total, and it was quite thick because it was also an album.
âJin-goo and Miaâs parenting diaryâ
Click, I quickly snapped the cover photo. Despite the fact that my motherâs name was Kim Mi-ja, she was never addressed as Mi-ja. She didnât even change her name though.
âAh, Hyung. Iâll hug him.â
Seo-yu hyung was trying to put Jae-hoon on his lap, so I quickly grabbed him, but my father grabbed him back to hug him again. Instead of attempting to express his desire to be held in his fatherâs arms, Jae-hoon softly smiled and remained in his grandfatherâs arms.
âIs it when Huung dad was only as old as Jae-hoon-i?â
âNo, itâs not Huung dad, but when Sung-hyun hyung was only as old as Jae-hoon-i.â
Jae-hoon laughed and jumped back into my arms, so I missed the opportunity to turn the table over.
âWhat! Why me? Wasnât this Sung-hoon hyung?â
âI never ever said anything about it being your older brotherâs. Even if I tell you to stop by, you never come so you must be mistaken.â
âWhat does it matter⌠hyung? Of course, you came to see Sung-hoon hyungâs album!â
âNo, I came to see yours.â
âWhat did you just say?â
âI didnât say anything, Mom.â
So I was in a position to witness my own perfect and flawless black history.
âYouâve looked a lot like me since you were a kid.â
âI know, right. You have the same ears.â
It was the voice of looking at an ultrasound picture.
âHe looks good in everything, so he can handle any kind of clothes well.â
âRight. They fit so well.â
âI pondered whether or not to send him to the gifted class because he is so smart that he reminds me of myself.â
âOh my God, how can you be so clever.â
The round hole was filled with a round brick.
My face flushed as I listened to the story, which was becoming increasingly embarrassing. Jae-hoon was listening intently to the conversations of his father, grandmother, and grandfather, but I had the impression from his glittering eyes and quivering lips that he understood everything. Jae-hoon would have made fun of me if he had been a year older.
âThis is Sung-hyunâs 16th baby picture.â
âHe was eight months old when this was taken.â
âYeah, I remember. Honey, you ripped my hair out because of the severe pain that day.â
Except for me, it was a pleasant time.
Ultrasound photos took up one and a half volumes out of ten, and after that, one album per year until the first grade of primary school. I had no idea my house would have such a frightening and terrifying collection of my dark history. Of course, I was cute when I was younger, but it was just my dark history, regardless of whether I was cute or not.
Seo-yu hyung abruptly and hurriedly took out his cellphone. I caught a glimpse of an extremely attractive and adorable young man peering intently at the camera.
Haha, was this Sung-hoon hyung?
âIs this Choi Sung-hoon?â
âYes, this is the sole photograph that Sung-hoon and Sung-hyun had taken together.â
âDid we take it together? Itâs merely a photo of hyung by himself.â
âYou are there too. Here.â
Mom pointed to the bundle of handkerchiefs in the right-hand corner of the photo. When I looked closely, I saw a very small newborn baby sleeping with his mouth open. I was so small that I simply resembled a cotton ball.
Did you say cute when you saw me? Or your spouse?
Seo-yu hyung was taking pictures from various angles to avoid light reflections, but then my mother pulled the photos out of the album. My mother delivered the picture to Seo-yu hyung as he gazed at her with big eyes of surprise.
âBut you said itâs the only picture. Are you sure?â
âItâs also a picture of your spouse when he was young. I have a lot of pictures of my spouse when they were young, but you donât.â
I was silently watching Seo-yu hyung to see if he would decline the picture. After some consideration, Seo-yu hyung expressed gratitude and accepted the picture. He had a really joyful expression on his face as if he had been given a precious jewel. A beautiful smile spread across his face.
I had an idea and decided to offer Seo-yu hyung all of my older brotherâs pictures, the most gorgeous and perfect extremely domineering Alpha in the world.
âMom, is that the only picture you took of Hyung when he was young? Iâm sure there must be a picture of himself.â
âHe has been living separately since he was young, so I donât have any. But, thereâs still his graduation albums.â
âWhere is his graduation album?â
âIt hadnât been home at some point. Did he bring it while moving?â
Seo-yu hyung, who was listening with his eyes twinkling, made a sad face. I quickly picked up my phone.
âI should ask Kyung-min hyung. Since heâs abroad, Iâll tell him to bring it as soon as he comes back.â
My older brother and Kim Kyung-min, who was a classmate in elementary school, live close to the school. Heâs a hyung that really wants to fit in in our place, so if I called, heâd come with the album and a gift.
Seo-yu hyung smiled again with his eyes full of anticipation. I then told him to trust me. At the same time, I feel a little more at ease⌠I felt as giddy as I had been the day before the picnic. I wished Kyung-min hyung would come soon.
Seo-yu hyung smiled as he looked at my black history parenting diary. Everything from my childhood was retained by my parents. The crooked calligraphy practice book, as well as the designs that looked to be done with the left foot. When Sung-hoonâs hyung drawing of Superman was discovered, the entire family took a picture.
Seo-yu hyung couldnât stop smiling the entire time he was seeing it.
Well, it wasnât too horrible that my amazing and perfect black history made Seo-yu hyung smile.
âChoi Sung-hyun, donât you come to your home often?â
Seo-yu hyung asked a question as soon as we walked in to put Jae-hoon to sleep. I was expecting it because my father had mentioned that I didnât come home very frequently.
âItâs dinnertime now, Iâll have to tell them to bring in Yachae and Chaeso.â
âAs the days become longer, the dogs become more excited to play. You have no idea since you donât come home.â
âThe robot vacuum cleaner has changed. You originally used Uncle Greyâs brand.â
âIt was broken, so I had to replace it. You never come home, so you donât know.â
âWhatâs this? A deer statue? When did you travel again?â
âItâs been a long time since I bought it in Dubai. You donât come home very often, and youâve forgotten whatâs in the house.â
Dad responded that way to everything I said. It was like a parent who blamed everything on video games. As he made it clear in that way, Seo-yu hyung would have been seeking an opportunity to ask.
âDad is weird. I got my own place as I became older and more self-sufficient, so how often does he expect me to visit?â
âHey, you must not have returned for long enough to make your parents sad.â
âNot so long. Itâs only two-â
âEven if itâs only for two months, it can be frustrating for parents.â
Seo-yu hyung called my name and lowered his gaze. The shadows cast by the lengthy eyelashes were very pitiful.
âYou have to be good while they are around. You have no idea when⌠or what will happen to people.â
ââŚOkay. I will come often.â
It had only been two weeks since I came, damn it.
But I couldnât tell him. I was terrified Seo-yu hyung would cry at any moment because he was so soft and cried so much.
If it had been my older brother, he would have been much more disappointed because Mom and Dad were both upset that they hadnât seen each other in almost two weeks. He was the type of person who would do something like that.
âOkay, letâs go to sleep.â
Seo-yu hyung smiled as he patted Jae-hoonâs chest.
âBut itâs definitely nice to have a parenting diary. I should write as well.â
âYou havenât written it yet? You should have written it since Jae-hoon was in your stomach.â
âI was trying to write it. I attached a few ultrasound pictures and wrote a diary, but it was difficult to keep up. Choi Sung-hoon told me not to write it if I was having a hard time, so I stopped.â
âFrom now on, work hard on your writing. Donât overdo it like my mom and write ten books at a time.â
âWhat do you mean overdo it? Whatâs wrong with your way of talking?â
âDonât you have a parenting diary of yourself?â
I asked with anticipation, but Seo-yu hyung shook his head.
âNo. I just have photo albums from my childhood.â
Seo-yu hyungâs childhood photo!
âIs the album at home now?â
âYeah, Sung-hoon took my elementary school graduation photo and made a frame for it with good quality⌠Technology these days is amazing.â
âShow me too! Why donât you show me? Hyung, youâre so mean. Arenât I family?â
âWhat is this nonsense? Shut up. You will wake Jae-hoon up.â
âHow can you not show me your elementary, middle, and high school graduation photos? Itâs really disappointing. I thought we were close. How can you only show it to my older brother?â
âHey, you didnât show me yours either.â
âIâll show you now.â
I hurriedly left and brought my four yearbooks from my room. From kindergarten to high school. After looking at the album, Seo-yu hyung admired my shining appearance. It was fortunate that Jae-hoon sleeps well even in noisy places.
âWow, you look really young. You look like a middle school student.â
âIt was in middle school.â
âYou went to a foreign school.â
âYeah, until middle school. You have to show yours now. Even if my elder brother warns you not to, show me. All three elementary, middle, and high schools. You promised.â
âI donât have a graduation album from high school⌠Anyway, Iâll show you when I get home. Itâs not that hard. And it didnât come out so shameful that Choi Sung-hoon told me not to show it. He thought it was cute.â
I was speechless for a moment, but then I came to my senses.
âLie, my older brother would never say the word cute!â
âOf course, he didnât say it was cute, but his eyes said that. Weâve been living together for so long, so sometimes I can barely read through his eyes. Surprisingly, he even put it in a frame. Iâm afraid Iâll make a frame with Choi Sung-hoonâs graduation photo.â
Seo-yu hyung made a strange noise and laughed. The corners of his lips curled and his brown eyes twinkled with joy.
He was a capricious older brother who doesnât know that he was pretty, but at other times he showed it like this. I looked at him, who had become prettier because he was loved so much, and he asked me to leave cause he would put Jae-hoon to sleep.
Of course, he wouldâve been cute. He was so cute, pretty, and lovely.
So, I was disappointed to know that there was no picture of his high school graduation.
For a brief minute, it felt as if my floating heart had sunk. When I came out of the living room with a gloomy heart, I noticed Mom and Dad playing with Yachae and Chaeso.
âPut Jae-hoon to sleep.â
I sat down next to my mom. Dad picked up an apple with a fork and held it out.
âIâm not going to eat. Iâm full.â
âYou donât even come home often, so youâll get full quickly.â
âOh, stop it Seo-yu hyung will misunderstand. He heard what youâve been saying.â
âThen will you come home often?â
Damn it, every two weeks was often. I wondered if he wanted me to come once every two days.
I tangled my motherâs arm without answering.
âIf you have anything to say, say it quickly. Donât whine like a child.â
As expected, my mother was quick-witted.
âHey, mom. Seo-yu hyung, does he have any thoughts of going to college?â
Mom raised her head. I continued speaking while facing the calmly repressed gaze.
âWhen I met him in university earlier, he was very amazed. Itâs his first time going to university. I offered to show him around, but he declined. He remained standing at the front gate. Itâs like heâs in a place he shouldnât be.â
âI guess he didnât even graduate from high school⌠There are a lot of older students these days. Some of my classmates are twenty years older than meââ
My mother stopped me and smiled. It was a calm smile.
âAre you feeling sorry for Seo-yu?â
I honestly had no idea why, but I didnât give an answer.
I didnât even know why I couldnât answer, but my mother rubbed my head as if it were usual for me to not give an answer.
Mom didnât say anything after that. She threw a stone in my head and left me alone to be confused.
âAre you feeling sorry for Seo-yu?â
I seemed to get motion sickness at the heavy question thrown lightly.
Shouldnât I feel sorry?
It may be deceptive to take pity on someone who was happy right now.
I felt really sorry for him.
No matter how much I thought about it, Seo-yu hyung was pitiful.
I mean, I witnessed him taking off his shoes and approaching the railing on Mapo Bridge on a rainy morning. No matter how brightly Seo-yu hyung smiled now, his appearance would overlap with the one I saw before.
I, I couldnât imagine thatâŚ