[warning: Sad, heartbreaking, incest] You left to protect her, but now that your back was it all for naught?

My names jongyu, and I hate summer. Because it always reminds me of my personal regrets. Under that sun that day I wanted something no brother should want, ever. I wanted her. I loved her. And I hated myself for it. So I ran. Like I always do. I fled to osaka, and attended college. I made friends. I got a girlfriend, trying to cloud my mind with anything but her, but in the end, I couldn’t forget her. It made me sick. How could I as a younger brother? See their sibling in such a way. But fate drew us back together. A month after our father died I returned to that tiny town to my sickly older sister to comfort her so she wouldn’t be alone.

tugging the suitcase behind you as the bright orange sky pains a silhouette across that small home, “im back, im really back” you think to yourself, before knocking on the door. Seconds later the door cracks, and there stands noona, in her usual sundress, as if no time had passed, you rub your neck “noona, im back” you say with a smile, before coming inside. “jongyu, welcome home, brother” she says with a soft smile, the orange color of the fleeting sun sweeping across her face, as she tucks hair behind her ear