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The next morning, Hobin was awoken by a loud bang on the door. He groaned and pulled the blanket over his head but the banging continued.

"Go away Tinkerbell!" he growled. "It's the weekend! It's my day off!"

He kept on snoring when he heard the passcode being typed in. But he did not care. Sleep was more important.

Suddenly, the blanket was yanked off of him and a familiar voice called him.

"Wake up!" Siwan exclaimed, his voice filled with excitement.

"Bro, I don't wanna!" Hobin murmured, rolling over to the other side.

"Don't you want the Porsche?"

Hobin's eyes flung open and he scrambled up. "It's here?" he gasped. "IT'S FINALLY HERE?"

"I did lose the bet," Siwan sighed. "So it's only fair."

"Does this mean I can start using my powers again?" Hobin asked in glee. He hated to admit it but he missed his powers. Even though they were annoying, he relied on them a lot and was now excited to use them again.

"Yes, you can," Siwan sighed. Without another word, Hobin leapt off the bed and rushed into the bathroom to get ready. Meanwhile, Siwan glanced around his brother's apartment. He never understood why Hobin refused to live in the mansion with him. It would have assuaged him to have Hobin nearby but his younger brother was stubborn as hell. Sometimes, Siwan felt as if Hobin was afraid of their mansion.

He mindlessly checked some of the books Hobin was reading when his eyes fell on one file. A name was written on it.

"Wang Taehee," he muttered. Was Hobin investigating this case again?

A look of worry dawned on Siwan's face. He was now panicking a little. A memory was flashing in his mind and he did not want that event to repeat.

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Jina was helping Miyoo to read a children's book when there was a loud knock on her door. Who could it be? She wondered.

"Finish reading the page," she instructed her sister before answering the door.

"Siwan?"

Siwan was standing outside, looking very worried. "Can I come in?" he asked. "I want to talk to you."

Jina nodded and stepped aside to let him enter. The moment she closed the door, he turned to face her with a serious expression.

"I need to talk to you about Hobin," he said. "More specifically. I want you to help me stop him."

"What do you mean?" she frowned. "Sit down and tell me everything."

He sat on a chair while Jina sat across from him on the bed. Miyoo looked up from her book, staring at the adults who seemed to be having a tense conversation.

Siwan took a deep breath and stated, "Wang Taehee. I want you to keep him away from Wang Taehee's case."

Wang Taehee? Why did that name ring a bell?

"Is it that girl who was falsely executed?" she asked.

"She was rightly executed. Her fingerprints and DNA were found all over the crime scene. Even her alibi was dubious and she was found guilty. But Hobin believes that she's innocent."

"But why do you want him to stop investigating the case?" Jina slowly asked.

"This case brought out the worst in my brother," Siwan said in a cryptic tone. "He…"

Siwan was not sure what to say. He did not want to elaborate on the thing he saw on the day Taehee was executed. His worst fear almost came to fruition that night and he did not want Hobin to suffer again.

"Let's just say that he was not himself," Siwan finally said. "Please, Jina. Whatever happens, do not let him investigate the Wang Taehee or The Cleaver case. Please."

Jina was astonished to see that Siwan was almost begging her. She knew that despite his kind nature, he was a very proud person. For someone like him, even requesting a simple favor was difficult. To think that he would forgo his pride for his brother made Jina smile.

"You really care about him, huh?" she asked, patting his palm.

"Yeah…"

His eyes fell on Miyoo, who was now sitting next to her sister. He patted the child's head, making her blush. Miyoo was awestruck by the handsome doctor and enjoyed his patting.

"Siblings are a handful," he sighed, smiling at Miyoo. "No matter how much they grow up, they'll still be kids for us. The same kid whom we enthusiastically brought back home from the hospital."

Jina smiled and nodded in agreement. "They sure are," she said. "The twins were a pair of devils when they were young. I don't know how I handled them back then. Thankfully, this one is well behaved."

She kissed Miyoo on the cheek. The little girl was confused why she was suddenly being so pampered but she did not mind. She liked being spoiled.

"But, Hobin is adopted, right?" Jina asked. "If you don't mind me asking, can you tell me about his parents?"

Jina did not say it out loud but ever since his powers were revealed to her, she did some research. The field of psychometry was still relatively new and hypothetical. If Hobin's secret came out, he would turn into a worldwide spectacle.

But what if his powers were inherited? That would mean one of his parents must have possessed this ability.

"He is adopted," Siwan replied. "But we don't know who his father was. I know his mother's name was Ohm Bosung, my mom's childhood friend. But Aunty Bosung kept her lover's identity a secret. The only thing my mom knows is that they were in love and were going to get married before something happened. The guy suddenly left and Aunty Bosung went into labor. She gave birth to Hobin on the kitchen floor without any help."

"Moreover," he went on. "The night Hobin was born, some goons attacked Aunty Bosung. She called my mother and somehow managed to meet up with her. She handed Hobin to mom along with a locket and told her to make sure he has that locket with him at all times. After that, mom took her to the hospital where she died of excessive bleeding. Then, we moved away from here."

"Locket?" Jina frowned.

"He wears it almost all the time. It's the only thing he has from his mother."

Jina was about to ask something more but Siwan's phone rang. It was Hobin.

"He's looking for me," Siwan said. "I'll talk to you later."

Jina nodded and scrambled to open the door for him. Hobin was standing outside, calling his brother when he saw Siwan coming out of Jina's apartment.

His heart fell when he saw them together again but he masked his sadness. The numbness in his chest would not go away and even though he was hurting inside, he put up a wide smile.

"Bro, let's go out for a ride in my new car!" he smirked. "I can now finally take my dates on a long drive."

A nerve twitched on Jina's forehead.

"As if anyone would date an annoying brat like you," she sneered.

"Just cuz you can't get a date, doesn't mean I'm the same as you!"

"What was that?"

Jina was about to hit him on the head when Siwan scolded them.

"Stop it!" he snapped at them. "Behave like adults-"

"Tinkerbell will die a virgin!"

"As if you're not a virgin!"

They kept on bickering like cats and dogs, making Siwan sigh. Behind them, Miyoo was also watching them fight like children, thinking how hopeless adults were. She would rather disappear in the mountains and live as an alpaca.