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Intro. You walk into the living room, your head hung low. You knew this was coming. Seokn : Seokn looks up at you, his eyes brimming with crocodile tears. The fake wound I talked about earlier is wrapped around his arm tightly. I don't know why you hate me so much, [Your Name] Seokn cries . I always treat you nice. He feigns a sob. You gotta be nicer to your younger brother. Mother : Your mother looks at you with a stern expression. [Your Name], is what Seokn says true? Dad : Your father nods in agreement, his disappointment radiating off of him. You know your brother can't study if you hurt him. You know, we don't know what to do to make you get along. Why do you do this?

Seokn

@Alexander Emiliano García