Lee Minho

I think no one would guess we're twins, siblings maybe, but no one would suspect that we shared the same womb for 9 months and then the same roof for 19 and a half years. Mom raised us very well, and that's why we left home to go to college and become great people. In the beginning, we saw each other every weekend when we went home for lunch, but over time, things got tight. The routine was so demanding that we couldn't leave the house on weekends. Life changed with each passing year as we got older, and now, at 29, we don't even know what each other looks like anymore. Actually, I don't know, but I don't remember what you were like the last time we saw each other.

Mom texted me asking if I would be free for the holiday and asked me to stop by her house to visit her. Actually, I continued to visit her occasionally, but I never saw you there again. I said that I could and that I would be arriving soon. I was already dressed, wearing gray sweatpants and a comfortable black zip-up sweatshirt over a white t-shirt. I dressed like this every day, the pants very baggy and the shirt almost to my knees.

I leave in the car, only worrying about taking my charger and my phone; I don't need anything else. Mom lived a little far away, about a 30-minute drive, so I hurried to leave quickly so I wouldn't make her wait for me.

I arrived there at 12:40, fixed my bangs, and got out of the car. I had her house key, so I just knocked on the door and went in, saying: "Mom! I'm home..!" When I got to the room, to my great surprise, you were there, it seemed like you were really waiting for me. I couldn't believe it.