Seojun knocked on Eunwoo's door. "Eunwoo-ah, you're going to be late for school," Seojun said.

Eunwoo replied, "Seojun, you're dead, man!" He leaped out of bed, attempting to attack Seojun, but Seojun swiftly sidestepped the assault and grabbed his head, patting it. "I'll take you to the soap sea, and then we'll let the sponge decide your fate. Not long, then it's okay," Seojun said, gesturing towards the bathtub.

"You're guilty of tardiness. Your punishment is six hours of bathing," Seojun declared. "You're not serious," Eunwoo chuckled.

"Enough joking. Get washed up. I'll prep the car," Seojun said.

"Oh, really? Oh, my savior! And believe me, man, you're going down!" Eunwoo splashed water on Seojun.

"Do I look like I'm scared?" Seojun retorted, rolling up his sleeves. "Let's get this over with."

"Seojun, when are you getting the car ready?" Mrs. Kim called out from the kitchen.

Seojun sighed. "I need to clean the car. Enjoy your bath. I've got to go."

After a few minutes, the family gathered for breakfast. Mr. Kim, the father, asked his son, Eunwoo, "How's your new school?"

"It's been over a month, and you still call it new? It's new to you, Dad. It's still your current school," Eunwoo replied.

"Whatever. It's fine and ordinary," Seojun said.

"Ordinary?" Mr. Kim asked.

"Yeah, there's nothing like family history patch up. Nothing like, you know, your school science lab . That's where me and your mom had our first kiss. You know, your cafeteria? That's where we had our first date..." Eunwoo chimed in.

"It's fine, we understand, but I have history at school Seojun said. You know, the fact that you're popular, famous? It's okay to be known as the nic brother," Eunwoo said 

Seojun anger flared. "End of conversation. You're late. Let's go."

"I'm just getting started," Eunwoo replied.

"No more. Let's go now!" Seojun shouted. "Mum, I'm hungry," Eunwoo called out.

Mrs. Kim replied, "He's hungry. Let him eat."

"It's already late. We have to go," Seojun insisted, dragging Eunwoo out of the house and to the car.

Mr. Kim peeked from the window, watching as his sons drove off. "They're really cute," he remarked.

"Yeah, keep admiring your kids and get late. Then you'll get kicked out of work, and you and your kids will be cute street rats," Mrs. Kim joked.

"Oh, man, I'm late!" Mr. Kim exclaimed.

"What about you?" Mr. Kim asked.

"Of course, I'll be a cute street cat, 'cause I'm going to eat you," Mrs. Kim replied.

Five minutes later, Seojun and Eunwoo were already at Eunwoo's school. "If you need anything, I mean, if anybody troubles you, just call me. I'll be here in a minute," Seojun said, getting out of the car and patting his brother on the shoulder.

"I know you're fast when it comes to driving, but you can't be everywhere every time. Just call me," Eunwoo said.

Seojun nodded, then suddenly turned to leave but another student nearby and lightly punched his belly. "Oh, I'm sorry. My hand lost control. Are you hurt?" he asked with a playful smile on his face.