Me: As if you were all perfect.
Minho: What? What did you say?
I turn my head away from him.
Minho: I've always been taking care of you, Minji. I am your brother, I'm all you have when no one's there.
Me: Yes, I know! But you're just the same age as me, why do you keep on treating me like your little baby?!
He sighs.
Minho: Because you don't stop behaving like one.
Me: Oh. Oh, okay I see.
Minho: You need me more than you know.
He walks away without a further word.
Me: And you think you don't need me?
His steps become slower again.
Me: You think you can handle this life without me? You really think that?
I release a dry chuckle.
Me: Sure, you don't need me. You can do anything by yourself. All on your own. You're Minho, Lee Minho. You're a god, right?
He's clenching a fist.
Me: I wonder what you would have done when being beaten up in your dark old room. Being scared for your life. Feeling unloved.
