My Brother was a Genius

I am back.

I fell asleep and when woke up I am…….. 16 years old.

No, I’ll be graduating from middle school soon, so I’m 17

I wonder what the hell is this……..but it happened.

I don’t know why… How do I even know……I was just drinking and regretting my entire life, but now…..

‘Son, is there anything wrong?”

As I was being buried by the unbelievable reality, I heard my mother’s voice

The voice I missed so much.

I shook my head pretending that nothing is wrong

” I’m just tired mom.”

My mother died after working endlessly for me. I can’t forget those hand which are touching my forehead to check my temperature, those are the hands that sacrificed everything for the sake of scumbag like

me.

I bit my lips, when the image of my mother who, even in her deathbed believed in me resurfaced in my head.

Is this a dream……..but it’s too much real for a dream

If it’s not a dream….did I really return to the past.

Whatever it is….

it doesn’t matter

This means, I got a chance again…..a chance to undo all the misery I created for my family.

And I have no intention of wasting this opportunity.

Let’s get things straight first.

The most important thing to do right now is filial piety.

Yes, I have to repay my mother who experienced only suffering because of me.

What do I need to do for filial piety.

Of course……..its money.

I know a lot about the Bitcoin, stock…..when they rise and when they will fall…..

But the thing is all my knowledge, are of things from the distant past.

With those knowledge I can’t solve the immediate problems.

Yes, the important thing that needs to be done.

“Brother. You are awake.”

I should make this girl happy, the girl who believed in this useless brother even after he killed her dreams and her mother.

When I was looking at her, the last words she spoke to me came to my mind.

…..I also had a dream.

In my previous life, I never knew what Suyeon’s dream was.

But this time it will be different, this idiot brother of yours will go any lengths to make your dreams come true.

I will never turn my head towards music or songs.

“Suyeon.”

“ Huh..”

Suyeon, who was searching something in her bag turned her head towards me with a bright smile.

She’s 16, an age when normal teenagers doesn’t like to be in their house.

But Suyeon was different, she always cared for the family, never wanted anything for her.

All the things I could remember of her teenage was her smiling face.

As I was in my deep thoughts, Suyeon started stroking her hair, with weird question marks all over her head.

OH MY GOD………was I really blessed with such a cute sister.

As if she read my thought, Suyeon rose her eyebrows and started to speak.

“What….why did you call me.”

“No,…..just…..I wanted to ask you something.”

“What.”

“What’s your dream.”

Bewildered by my sudden question, she changed her head’s direction to sideways quickly and spoke.

” Why……suddenly?”

” well……I just want to know my sister’s dream.”

Her face got flustered and her eyes started to roll, and to cover everything she dropped her head downwards.

DAMN……MY SISTER IS CUTE…….

Once again she cut short my thoughts with her words.

“I want to be a……. Singer.”

” Eh……….come again.”

Did I hear her right…..or did my addiction for my dream corrupt even my brain

“Singer….I want to be a singer.”

Suyeon’s voice was higher than usual and her face was red as strawberry and the words that came her mouth were the words I didn’t want to hear in this life.

” Huh….”

I opened my eyes wide in surprise.

I never knew Suyeon’s dream was to be a singer.

Well, it’s because I never asked her before.

Even then what kind of brother I was…….to not know anything about the family which sacrificed everything for me.

I suppressed the strange feelings, that’s been popping out, and asked Suyeon.

” Why…… why do you want to be a singer.?”

Suyeon started picking her nails and answered.

“Because…..I like listening to songs.”

NO000000000…not this again.

What the **ck is this….

Is this some kind of a hereditary disorder.

I wanted to shout…….. don’t do it….it’s a path full of regrets…….learn from your brother’s past ????? Well technically future.

But I couldn’t…..

When I saw her eyes, it was brimming with passion to be a singer. An eye which I knew very well, an eye which I saw everyday on the mirror.

I made my decision.

I will support her, like she did for me.

I want her to challenge things which she couldn’t because of me, I don’t want her to have any regrets in this life.

I will stay by her side when thinks doesn’t go well for her.

It’s my turn to do all the things she did for me.

But the thing…….in Korea….to become professional singer requires a lot of money

It takes a lot of money to join music schools. With our family circumstances it’s not possible for both of us to study music,

That’s why she must have given up on music in the first place, after all she was much smarter than me.

Really ……what kind of sin did she commit in her previous life to have me, as her elder brother.

Seeing me in deep thought…. Suyeon got flustered again and spoke.

“No…….forget it……..after all it’s just some stupid dream of mine.”

“ NEVER………”

My mouth moved before I could process what she was telling.

“Never say it’s a stupid dream. You should believe your dream….. There is a lot of piece of shits in this world who keeps on dreaming even knowing that their dream is hurting others.”

” My little sister’s dream is far superior than those, so never….. never say it’s a stupid dream.”

Words came out of my mouth unconsciously…..and when I came to my senses.

Suyeon’s face was in my hands and her eyes were getting filled with tears.

ohhhhh….-.what do I do now. Somebody …….help me…..

As if my prayer reached someone……a voice came from the saviour.

“Suyeon…..come here.”

It was my mother’s voce.

Hearing that Suyeon got up, rubbed her eyes and ran off from the room, while my hand was floating in the air.

“Huh…..”

After letting out all air stacked in my mouth, I fell on my bed and starred at the ceiling for few minutes.

What should I do now…..

Even though I said to her like that…..what can I do for her dream.

Even the timing is bad….. I came to the time when I am graduating my middle school, which means I have already enrolled in Shibumi Art school.

The prestigious school in Korea to learn music and I would be entering Department of Applied music there.

With our situation, mom can’t afford for me and Suyeon at the same school.

She can also enrol in other music schools, but with that knowledge she can’t sustain in the music industry.

Well, even after studying there I couldn’t sustain in the music industry, though I was able to make an album because I was an alumni of Shibumi Art school.

I can’t go to my mom now and say that I don’t want to go that school. Rather than scolding, she might start crying.

Maybe scholarship…

Nah….that’s not possible. It’s difficult to get scholarship from Shibumi art school even for children with great talent.

How can I, a trash who got thrown away by the music industry get that scholarship.

With no finite solutions coming to my mind I woke up from the bed.

Took a few steps and stopped in front of the mirror and touched my face.

“I really did came to the past.”

I slapped on my face…

“There’s no other choice.”

I guess I had to go Shibumi Art school.

May be……that might be the best choice.

All the knowledge and information in my brain are related to music. So to make best use of most of my knowledge, I have no other choice, but to enter music industry.

I have to hold hands with the devil that took away all my precious things in the past in order to protect all precious things in the future.

Even if nothing goes right, I can just suck up to the people who might hit big in the future at Shibumi art school.

No matter what it takes…..I will make Suyeon’s dream a reality.

As I was confirming my resolve, Suyeon’s voice was heard from downstairs.

“Brother…..”

“ What.?”

“Come down….mom’s calling …..dinner is ready.”

Suddenly tears fell down from my eyes.

How many years has it been since I had dinner with my family…….

I don’t know whether there is God or not……but thank you….thank you to whoever gave this chance to me.

I opened the door of my room and took my first step out of the room.

The every step I take from now on, will be for my family.