My Dear (Jeongmin Solo) - Boyfriend (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EFyK4kK_IOk)     *satoori = the dialect/accent that people have in places such as Busan.    ------------------------ Narrator’s P.O.V:     “And done.” Hana slipped a pink nightgown over Haeyeon’s head and gently pulled her hairties out of her hair, making her scalp relax.   “Thanks, unnie.” The little one bit her lip with a shy smile on her face. Hana found herself automatically smiling back as she smoothed out her hair, “You’re such a cutie. No wonder Daehyunnie always thinks about you.”   “Eh? Oppa does?” Haeyeon followed as Hana helped her get onto her queen sized bed. She blinked up at Hana with wide, innocent eyes.   Hana yawned and climbed into the covers as well, grinning at Haeyeon on her side, “Of course he does, Haeyeon. He cares about you a lot.”   Haeyeon seemed to ponder over this thought, then her back and stared at the ceiling, “…I care about oppa too. That’s why I cried because I wanted to see him.”   It was silent for a while until Hana tilted her head with unreadable emotion in her eyes. She had a feeling that little Haeyeon seemed more mature than her age. Most siblings would push their brothers and sisters away or argue with them.   “Unnie!” A distant yet familiar voice echoed in her mind. A pang of guilt hit Hana’s gut.   Hana slowly snapped out of her trance as she gazed at Haeyeon, who calmly glanced in awe around the spacious room. Letting out a genuinely kind smile, she pinched her cheek lightly, “You’re a good girl, Haeyeon-ah.”   The child stared at her, not in confusion, but in slight curiosity. The next thing she asked was unexpected.   “Hana unnie, is Zelo oppa really your brother?”   “Hm?” Hana stared at her in surprise.   “You have different last names.”   “…” Hana was stunned at her intelligence. For a nine-year old, Haeyeon was extremely sharp, just like her brother.   “Well? Are you?”   Hana let out a chortle and her surprise subsided, “We’re not related, but I was adopted by Zelo’s family. Since they adopted me, I’m his older sister.” She carefully chose her words so that she could understand.   “I’m not surprised.” Haeyeon said bluntly, yet she wasn’t trying to be rude. “But… You’re lucky, unnie.”   Hana pulled the covers up around them and snuggled her head in her pillow, “And what makes you say that?”   “Well, big bro looks like he’s happy when he’s around you, and…” She motioned Hana over. Puzzled, Hana leaned her ear in.   “You have a cute brother like Zelo oppa,” she whispered as her e