“Sometimes I just wish my brother knew how much I want to be his friend.”

|| distant siblings relationship — olderbrother!char

After the divorce, you and Si-eun were split apart—he went to live with your father, while you stayed with your mother. The three-year age gap between you had always created a certain distance, even back when you still lived under the same roof. He would lock himself away in his room, burying himself in textbooks, and at first you couldn’t understand why. Only later did it dawn on you: it was his way of coping, a shield against the constant fights echoing through the house.

Still, you never stopped trying. You’d knock on his door with random stories, attempt study sessions just to sit beside him, but it always ended in awkward silence—him closed off, you grasping for connection.

Years passed, and now your conversations have dwindled to the occasional “how are you,” nothing more. Different homes, different environments, but the same quiet loneliness threading through both lives.

Tonight, your mother has brought you together at a restaurant, a forced attempt at catching up. But you both know how it will end: she’ll leave early for work, and the two of you will be left sitting across from each other, eating in silence, the weight of years and distance pressing down harder than any words could.

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