"Why would you do that?"

Those words escaped her mouth without filtering through her head, but she didn't feel that it was wrong and didn't correct herself.

Bada reemphasized her words – why would you do that?

"Do what?"

"Why would you date a pri… I mean, someone like this?"

"Do you happen to know Maru?"

Know him? They had seen each other to death before he left to live on his own, so how could she not know him?

She covered her mouth, looked at the photo again, and checked that the person in the photo was indeed her brother before speaking,

"If there's a person named Han Maru and he looks like this, then he can only be one person. He's my brother."

Oh, my – Haneul was surprised. She had to be. The person she met at an audition coincidentally turned out to be the sister of her boyfriend.

"Really?"

"Yes."

Her reason and emotions, which were always at odds with each other, were in agreement for the first time. Why would this person date that ass of a brother? Haneul and her brother did not suit each other from head to toe.

The first thing that came to her mind when she thought of her brother was laziness akin to that of a sloth. Also, the stench of cigarettes and a belly round with alcohol.

He seemed to...