(8 years ago)
“Hey, you over there, come here for a second.”
“...?”
It was exactly 8 years ago, when Ji-hoon and Ji-won were in their third year of high school.
The incident started when Ji-won was dragged away by a group of boys who seemed to be in the same class as Ji-hoon.
“Are you...Park Ji-hoon’s twin?”
“But why?”
“Hmm... do you need money?”
“Why is that?”
“No, even though you and Park Ji-hoon are blood relatives, you don’t seem to be on good terms.”
Yes. The two were born on the same day and at the same time, and grew up fighting fiercely, hitting each other from a young age.
When we entered middle school, we both hit puberty and started to barely talk to each other, which could be seen as the cause of our growing estrangement.
Moreover, Ji-hoon, who was more dissatisfied and rebellious than Ji-won, had frequent troubles, big and small, with his mother, who was raising Ji-hoon and Ji-won alone at the time.
Ji-hoon's frustrations grew with each passing day, and one day, in his third year of high school, they finally exploded. Most of his frustration stemmed from his mother's obsession with his grades. Ji-hoon and Ji-won, who consistently scored in the high 90s, not to mention top grades, were recognized as academically strong students at school.
Then one day, when the mock exam was just around the corner, Ji-hoon got sick with the flu and became very ill.
Of course, he couldn't study, and of course, that was evident on Ji-Hoon's report card after a while.
“Hey Park Ji Hoon!!!!!”
"yes"
“What the hell is this score!!!!”
"I'm sorry... but you know I was sick."
“So, is that some kind of excuse?”
"Oh... no"
“Oh my god, I’m so upset. I raised my son like this and I’m so upset. I’m crazy.”
Jiwon, who watched the situation from the side, felt sorry for Jihoon on one hand, but tried to ignore it. He had to live his own life first.
Jiwon handed his report card to his mother cautiously, but with a smile on his face.
“Oh my, Jiwon, you did so well. Our daughter is truly the best.”
Jiwon, who was gently held in her mother's arms, glanced at Jihoon, who was lying down, and let out a mocking laugh.
That was the beginning of Ji-hoon's distancing from his mother and Ji-won.
“Haha...we’re not on good terms.”
"Then I'll give you enough money. Just give me some personal information. They're twins, so they should know a lot."
“Hmm... okay, good.”
A few days later, Ji-hoon was furious when he found out that Ji-won had sold his personal information.
The male students who found out Ji-hoon's personal information from Ji-won did not directly harm Ji-hoon, but no matter how bad their relationship was, they were filled with unforgivable anger towards Ji-won, who sold off his only twin brother for a mere 50,000 won.
“Fuck fuck fuck....why is everyone doing this to me..?”
“Why is everyone so frustrated that they can’t catch me?”
“Park Ji-hoon, what are you talking about?”
“Why, that’s right, Mom.”
"Mom, you don't need Park Ji-hoon, your son, but a performance machine that gives you points."
“This guy is a machine..!!!”
“Stop it. Honestly, there’s nothing wrong with what I’m saying.”
“Ji-hoon, your mom...”
"I told you to stop!!! What's the point of pretending to be kind and having a story to tell now?"
"Hey Park Ji Hoon, are you crazy? Where did you get the chance to talk back to your mom?"
“What..? Ah, I’m so pissed, seriously, Park Ji-won, you’re the same, so just stay still, just stay still and be quiet… It’d be better if you just get lost.”
“Wow...you crazy kid lol”
“Don’t look for me or contact me again. I hate both of you so much I’m going crazy.”
“Okay, let’s see if you can go out alone and do well haha”
Please give me a handshake♡