7AM.

*Reng reng reng*.

The alarm clock cut Yoseob's sleep and woke him up boldly. He sprang up like a spring and looked around.

No Junhyung.

Not a sign.

Even his bag disappeared too.

"Where is he?" Yoseob was about to yell "Hyung-ah" but after recognizing the piece of paper on the desk, he immediately shut his mouth.

"Aish, this guy..."

He opened the door and headed the kitchen. "Annyeong eomma, Jaesoo-ajusshi!" Yoseob reached the fridge and took out a bottle of milk.

"Why are you calling him ajusshi? He is your appa now!" The mother grumbled.

"It's OK, honey." Jaesoo placed his hand on her hand. "Just let him call me what he want, provided that he feels comfortable!"

"But it has been seven years!" Yoseob left the kitchen. He couldn't stand his mother made him to do what he doesn't want, otherwise he couldn't find anything to eat. Anyway, he couldn't eat comfortably. Junhyung secretly left in the night and only gave him a piece of paper with a phone number and a stupid message. Yoseob lay on the bed and sighed.

"Do eomma and Jaesoo know that hyung was here yesterday? I hope not."

(30 minutes later)

Yoseob kept lying on his bed, reading a novel.

*Knock knock*.

He opened the door.

"Eomma?"

"Yoseob-ah, I and him will be away on this weekend. You must stay home."

"OK. I'm used to it."

"Right. Now hand me your phone!"