Namsu finally took a breath and leaned back on the bench, staring up at the sky. "After that, Seungho changed. He blamed us... blamed me. Said it was our fault their parents died."
Namsu took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on the ground as he continued, "After that wave... my real dad found us. He showed up out of nowhere, said he wanted to take us in."
Namsu showed bitter smile crossing his lips. He already had his own family... a wife and two kids. But he took us in anyway. I thought... I thought it would be good, you know? A fresh start. But..."
He trailed off, eyes growing distant. "They never really accepted us. Especially Nayoung. She... she couldn't get over what happened that day. Losing her dad like that... almost dying. Since that day, she never spoke a word, never smiled... she wouldn't even leave the house. It was like... like she just shut herself away."
Seojun's gaze softened. "And Seungho?"
