Well, that wind just blew on him for a short time, at least one minute. He doesn’t care about that guy anyway. He just too old for him and he’s a stranger after all. Sungjong decide to continue his journey, walking around and wait for a bus came to pick him up.

One minute later a bus came and opened the door automatically, Sungjong stepped in and look for some empty seat. When he found one, he just sat and saw the town trough the window. What a bored town, he thought. It’s true that he never does anything new except go to his school with a bus, greet his friends at his school, going home with the bus too and then watch his television; waiting L to came on the music programs. Really, why it’s so monotones?

Sungjong sighed; the towns are too plain for him. He always saw the same condition everyday, nothing special. He thought about Sunggyu words to him that he must take the new step for get the new life. What’s step? Did Sunggyu said about being an entertainer too?

Sungjong shook his head, there’s no way he became like that.

Sungjong entered his school gate with a bright smile. Lot people welcome him at his school, though he had a plain look he’s the smartest student there. He’s on first place every year.

“Sungjong, morning,” a guy greeted him.

“Changjo! Morning!” Sungjong ran toward him and pat his shoulder.

“How’s your day?”

“As usual~”

“Fun?”

“Boring,”

Changjo laughed then grab Sungjong’s wrist. They’re always together since middle school and Changjo never know about Sungjong’s secret, how nice. It’s not like Sungjong doesn’t believe at Changjo, he always believe Changjo no matter what. The one he scared is, if Changjo know about his secret then his attitude maybe changed. Changjo is the only best friend he had, and Changjo hate the liars.

“But, I saw L on TV today,”

“Not again~” Changjo rolled his eyes. One thing that Changjo know about Sungjong is his fanboy identity.

“Have you seen his new CF? Oh my God I want to die!”

“Hey, hey calm down buddy. You started squeal like those girls,” Changjo pointed at girls group near the bench. “You know, they are always screaming and squealing every time they saw…err..Who’s that guy name..?” Changjo hold his head.

“Who? Sunggyu?”

“Nah, yes! I don’t know why he’s so popular,”

“Maybe because he is a super-kind brother?” Sungjong smiled,

“How did you know?” Changjo grinned. Sungjong just smiled awkwardly, he forgot that Changjo never know anything about Sunggyu. It’s because Changjo just moved here when he’s on 3^rd grade at middle school. The moment when people started to ignore him about his family life.

“Err… it’s…I just guess,”

“Mm…yeah, who knows?”

Changjo and Sungjong entered their class and sat on their desk. First subject is Anthropology and Sungjong doesn’t like it. Never. When the teacher came, he just says his greet lazily. All he do just draw some cartoons on his text book, the teacher wouldn’t know. Sungjong started with the oval shape, then a pair of eyes, one nose and a curve of a lip. Changjo always know, Sungjong draw L’s face. After draw that cartoon, Sungjong would kiss that picture and said “You’re so cool! I wanna be like you but it’s impossible!”

Just when Sungjong began to close his eyes; avoid his subject with some morning sleep, his phone vibrated. He saw his phone screen and his brother name written on it.

“Aish...”

Sungjong rose frome his chair and raise his hand.

“Yes, Sungjong-ssi?”

“Songsaenim, can I go...to the toilet?”

His teacher nodded and Sungjong ran toward the door. He push the green button on his phone,

“H-hello?” Sunggyu panted.

“Hyung? What’s wrong? Don’t you know I—“

“Sungjong...can you help me please?” Sungjong seemed worried, his brother’s word make him uncomfortable.

“What’s wrong hyung?”

“My asthma... and I forgot my medicine, can you take it here?”

“B-but Hyung...where are you now?” Sungjong bitted his lip.

“Me? Studio of course, can you come?”

“I can’t...” Sungjong would do anything except came to studio!

“Please, you don’t want to see your only brother died, right?” Sunggyu whined and it’s sound more worst.

“No! Just go to hospital hyung! Ask Dongwoo hyung to company you,”

“He...he wasn’t here..please..oh my God, I think...I just saw a reaper here,”

“No hyung! You can’t die!” Sungjong cried.

“Then please come...*cough*...”

A long sound heared from his phone. Sunggyu was hanging up, and Sungjong want to cried right now. He’s on dilema, about saving his hyung’s life or his life? And he can’t ask Changjo to help him. And, why it’s so sudden! Sunggyu never forget to take his medicine every day, he always put them on his bag,

Is he lying? Sungjong thought. But, what if he isn’t. His hyung maybe dying right now, calling his name again and again, then the TV news will be reported about his hyung’s accident for one month or more. After that, maybe Sungjong will get some Alzheimer cause of stress and feeling guilty.

“I had no choice,” Sungjong merely said as he ran toward the school gate.

***

Meanwhile Sunggyu,

“Is it really okay?” Dongwoo asked,

“Hm? Don’t worry~ He already 18 years old, I want to change him no matter what,” Sunggyu smirked, and he seems...normal.

Sunggyu wasn’t sick, and he also carried his medicine everywhere. And Dongwoo was sat beside him since morning, he don’t go anywhere. In short, Sunggyu was lied. He thought it would be okay since L always came to his studio every weekend, when Sungjong arrived he’ll let him to meet L and Sungjong will love him more. The title of a kind-hearted brother will be placed on him.

“What should I do? Sungjong will come and...this room..So messy! Dongwoo clean up that table, hurry!”

“What?! Are you making me as your helper?!” Dongwoo exclaimed,

“Just save your words oh my God, where’s Woohyun?!”

“He’s at convenient store,” Dongwoo rolled his eyes.

“Call him, right now,”

“Come on, Sunggyu! The one who’s coming just your little brother!”

“Hey, the one’s coming is my very precious little brother. How come you can call him with that tone as you—“

“Okay, okay! Sunggyu-ssi, I’ll start cleaning, so...shut your mouth okay?” Dongwoo gritted his teeth and Sunggyu just smiled, satisfied.

“Do your best, Dongwoo-ssi,”

“Yah! Where’d you go?!” Dongwoo yelled as Sunggyu starts open the main door.

“Manager called me, clean up okay?” Sunggyu winked and waving his hand while Dongwoo stared at him, feeling annoyed.

Sunggyu always being a bossy one, though sometimes he act like a cute or gentle person on TV, but the reality seems opposite. Sunggyu always act like a gentle person only for Sungjong, because he always thought Sungjong as his angel. Sungjong always save him from his loneliness and also reduce his bad mood every time he saw his brother cute face. He really loved his brother.

***

So here it is. Sungjong always permitted to back home early with some various reason, such like he’s sick or need some fresh air. He had a weak body so the teachers never push him too hard, and now he’s on emergency situation. He took his brother medicine first and then takes a taxi to the Studio. He doesn’t like it. Before he reaches the Studio he already feels like to vomit,

It’s the second time he came to his brother’s studio and nothing changed. Lot of people still roaming around here and they’re act normal, he stiffed when he reached the gates. He feel uneasy, he’s scared to the death.

“Yes?” a voice greeted him trough the interphone.

“I-I…”

“Sungjongie?”

“Dongwoo hyung?”

“Come here, I’m busy (cleaning up) right now so I can’t opened the door for you,” Dongwoo smiled awkwardly.

“O-okay…”

Sungjong take a deep breath before he entered the studio’s yard. His heart keep beat faster and faster, the weather felt so cold on his skin though he wearing a jacket. Sungjong’s head began dizzy and he can’t stand properly. But…wait. Didn’t Dongwoo wasn’t around as Sunggyu said? Then, who’s the bright guy on the interphone a while ago?

Sungjong realized it now, Sunggyu was lying! When Sungjong about to go back and stopping himself from heart attack, suddenly his eyes feel so heavy, and then black out.

***

He heard a faint sound of the footsteps come closer, but he can’t move. Slowly, Sungjong opened his eyes and he saw a white ceiling above him. He know, he must be fainted before and someone took him to a room same as before. He scanned the room and found a guy was sitting near the window, he can’t see his face properly because the sun light is too dazzled.

“Are you okay?’ a familiar voice. But, Sungjong still stayed on his bed, his head still hurts.

“Hey, are you okay?” a cold fingers brush his hair. He put his effort for look at the guy’s face,

“WHOAAAAAAA!!!!!” Sungjong screamed and lost his breath again.