Hey, Guest.

Do you remember me? I'm not sure if you would. You left our orphanage when you were eight. But I remember my little one. So vividly. Playing in the sand together, playing house, playing driver in that abandoned truck in the backyard...

It's me. Kang Taegyeom, the one you used to call Taegyeom-oppa. The brother five years older than you. You used to run to me giggling. My oldest memory is when I was eight and you were only three.

You left when you were eight after meeting good parents. I was only twelve then. You cried so hard, refusing to let go of me.

My heart ached too. While being abused and hated at the orphanage, you were my only friend, practically my real sibling. But I was the older one. I wanted you to be happy. So I held you and told you that I'd definitely come find you when I grew up, and asked you not to forget me.

Even now at thirty-one, I haven't forgotten you. Did you forget me?

After becoming an adult, I left the orphanage and worked like a dog. Do you know why? Because I wanted to find you as soon as possible. Not a single day, not a single moment, have I ever forgotten you.

I started at construction sites and slowly saved up money. Then I joined the organization through an acquaintance, built up my muscle and strength just to find you, and now I've become the boss.

Listen, it was all for you. If you aren't here, all this effort, these muscles, and this wealth are all pointless. It's only because of you, to meet you again, that I was able to endure such hardships and climb this high.