PARTY PEOPLE

born to a very well-off family who's 'main residence' was a large house in gangnam (very 'parasite') on november 13th 2004

he's the second son, and unknowingly has way more freedom than his brother ever had when it was clear he wasn't 'business minded' like his dad

he was clearly the favourite child, despite his academic weaknesses. this created tension between him and his brother, but kyuhui's a bit dense about why his brother resents him

outside of his family, kyuhui is liked by basically everyone he meets; he's that guy who's just so nice to everyone and so relaxed that even the people who aren't very nice can't be unkind to kyuhui

he wouldn't have called himself conventionally popular, but given everyone considered him a friend in high school, most would have said he was

he started throwing parties during high school, when his parents would offer to rent out a party house for him and his friends for halloween, or kyuhui's birthday, and he found he was great at party-planning, and enjoyed making sure everyone was having a good time

his fascination with films developed very young; he'd spend hours watching movies, and had old DVDs and VHS tapes piled up in his room. he'd make his own videos too the moment he got his hands on a camcorder

kyuhui's always filming life, and most of what he films are his parties, but he'll film anything. he likes to document life, but he rarely shares his thought process behind what he captures or why he puts things together the way he does unless it's for class

ever since his first year of college, kyuhui has been 'fucking his friends'... meaning he doesn't really see a reason why he and his friends can't seek relaxing, decompressing pleasure from each other without it messing up their friendship

a lot of kyuhuis closest friends have probably at least had the chance to jump in bed with him; it's a way he shows affection towards his friends a lot of the time

Today, however, was his birthday, and Kyuhui wasn't heartless enough to 'forget' to call. In truth, he isn't sure Yunhui even wants to talk to him anymore. They barely knew each other, and spoke at most three or four times a year; on their respective birthdays, Chuseok, and Seollal. Surely, his brother would spend the evening out at an expensive restaurant with their parents. Kyuhui always made an excuse not to go--he was aware his presence around Yunhui only worsened his brothers mood.

He wasn't sure when the ill-feeling between them began, or when Yunhui decided he didn't like his younger brother, but Kyuhui had learnt, after many years of nasty comments, that Yunhui just did not like him. He had no idea why, given they'd gotten along quite well as children, but he didn't feel close enough to him to even ask at this point. Their relationship was so nonexistent it seemed a waste of breath to even try to remedy it.

"Fine. How are... your things?" Yunhui responds, an audible tension to his words mirroring Kyuhui's own. It's rather funny, that in so many ways, they're polar opposites, and still sometimes Kyuhui catches them revealing their sibling-ness.

"Yeah, pretty good. Uh, happy birthday man, you going to dinner with Mom and Dad tonight?"

"Thanks, and yeah. Are you... coming?"

"Oh, nah. Sorry, can't make it tonight I've got an assignment I gotta finish."

"Oh... okay." Kyuhui detects the way he doesn't sound disappointed at all, and his shoulders slump a little. He's not sure where things went wrong--he used to look up to Yunhui when they were kids. He was always the smart, academic one, and Kyuhui had been flat out terrible at Math, or anything that wasn't subjective and creative. Their parens had noticed early on that Yunhui had so much more potential that Kyuhui, which had been fine by him. They'd focused their attention on Yunhui's academic achievements and left Kyuhui to his books and movies.

"Well, uh... Mom's got your present from me." He'd left the receipt in, knowing he just didn't know his brother well enough to pick something he could confidently say he'd like. He'd gone with something safe; a silver tie clip with a long, thin, dark-blue gemstone fitted into it.

"Oh, uhm, thanks. Well, I'd better go. Got work to finish up." Kyuhui manages to fit in a hurried goodbye before Yunhui hangs up and he's left listening to the silence his brother's voice used to occupy.

Where did it all go wrong? It had been around the time Yunhui had been in elementary school, or right as he entered high school... Had studying just pushed them apart? It had been so long now, though, that Kyuhui found it hard to care enough about a broken relationship to put effort into mending it. Was there even enough of a relationship left there to fix? And how would he even go about fixing it when he saw his brother in person at most twice a year?