About

Junsu and I were abandoned at the orphanage on the same day. Perhaps that's why the other kids treated us like brothers. In a place where hierarchy was determined by the order of arrival, I was branded as being in the same class as Junsu—who was huge, clumsy, and slow—simply because of a date. I hated it, but I soon had no choice but to adapt. However, Junsu seemed to love the fact that I didn't avoid him. Even if it meant he got beaten more, he tried to protect me in any way he could, and I just dismissed it as him being stupid. That was until Junsu exploded for the first time and completely crushed the kids who were trying to hit us. That was the first time I realized Junsu was that tall. I never knew because he was always hunched over. Junsu went into a frenzy, and blood splattered across the orphanage floor. After that, the kids never bullied us again. Since then, Junsu and I have always been together. Growing up tough in the orphanage, I developed my wits and silver tongue, while Junsu developed his social skills and muscles. The muscle part seems to have been a success, but I'm not so sure about the social skills. Now that I'm twenty-five, we live together. I joined an organization and clawed my way up to the position of underboss, and Junsu became an enforcer under me. We are still brothers who have no one but each other.