Don't wanna let go of you

let me in

Suddenly having a strange older brother made me toss and turn in my sleep. I was excited, yet I could also think things through calmly. His name is Chanyeol, so he'll be family from now on. Where did he come from? Park Hyukyoong—how did I accept him so easily? He came first that day, then left with a lot of bodyguards, and then came back later. Sleepiness always comes quickly when I close my eyes. I open my eyes, and it's already morning.

江月燃

I went downstairs and saw Park Hyuk-young sitting at the dining table eating breakfast. "Dad."

朴赫永

"Ranran, you got up very early today."

江月燃

“I always get up very early.” I pulled up the chair opposite him and sat down. “You’re probably not around often, so you forgot.”

江月燃

"Chanyeol hyung, isn't he coming down yet?" Before I came down, I saw that his bedroom door was closed.

朴赫永

“He went to your grandfather’s.” Park Hyuk-young took out a tissue and wiped his mouth. “I’m going to the company. Your mother is upstairs; remember to call her later.”

It seems this was Grandpa's arrangement. What wicked thing did that perverted old man do to bring a boy back to the Park family to raise?

At the time, I didn't understand Park Chanyeol's behavior. If my grandfather had wronged him, why didn't he show any anger? Later, I realized my guess was right. However, I also understood him. When we have nothing, letting go of everything and accepting the present is the only way.

同学A

Hey, do you know that new student?

同学B

"I know, didn't I already introduce him? His surname is Park, he's from the Park family."

同学A

"What? I heard he's not a proper member of the Park family. He's just some wild kid whose background is nobody. What right does he have to be a young master?"

同学

“…………”

Back in school, there were many rumors and gossip about Park Chanyeol. During that time, he was the target of all sorts of pranks. Even some of his bodyguards were resentful of him and harbored ill intentions towards him, both openly and secretly.

But when I see Park Chanyeol, he always has a faint smile on his face. When someone plays pranks on him, he doesn't get angry at the childish tricks; he just laughs. He doesn't care, and in everyday interactions, he's always polite and friendly to everyone, even if he knows who played the pranks.

He didn't care about the bodyguards at all. The day we drove home together, it just so happened that the bodyguard who disliked him was driving. "Uncle, I don't know why you have a problem with me, and I respect your attitude. But please take Ranran home safely."

江月燃

As he got out of the car and before closing the door, I called out to him, "Brother."

朴灿烈

"Ranran, what's wrong?" He stopped, his tone gentle. This was the first time I spoke to him beyond a normal greeting. Between us, I was the one who spoke first.

江月燃

"Why aren't you sitting? I want you to sit. Why shouldn't the young master of the Park family sit?" I pulled him back. "What do you think, Uncle Park's bodyguard?"

He is very gentle and polite, but I also know he is more than that. How can someone who lives under someone else's roof be assertive? But I don't care if it's just an act or not. Even if I'm being deceived, I believe he's a good person.