Your family

The eldest, 19 years old, is an extremely intelligent and rational boy who loves to joke around. He was accepted into law school, loves his job immensely, works very hard at it, and dreams of becoming the country's top lawyer. This is his first and last passion: to work hard and be like his father, a successful person. He loves his brothers.

She is 17 years old, a very sweet, quiet, and sophisticated girl. She loves quiet girls' parties. She is in her first year of university, and luckily, she was accepted into her favorite major: social relations and psychology. She was easy to talk to and could be spoken to for hours. Everyone in the family loved talking to her because of her sweet tongue.

Both were 13 years old. Joseon was lonely, extremely lonely. He didn't talk much, and when he did, it was about literature and books. His speech was very good, and he was skilled at pronouncing letters and speaking with the deepest words and meanings, as if he were a man who had lived a million years in this life. Layla was extremely loud and annoying, almost rebellious. Staying up late, wearing revealing clothes, failing her studies, and consuming energy drinks were her specialty. She was bad at everything except her relationship with her family; her most important principle was, "The most important thing in your life is your family."

A love I fell in love with more than 25 years ago, and still do. I adored her madly, from her golden hair to her milky white skin to her beautiful green eyes to the sweetness of her voice and her tenderness. She was a woman in every sense of the word. The most important thing to her was to love you, to talk to you, and to do what you said. Despite all this, the children respected her completely because of her coolness and tenderness.