"D . . . don't cry," Hyuk attempted to push himself off the ground, wincing . He wiped away her tears with an unsteady hand .

They had returned to their room after she toiled for a long time, dragging them with her as quickly as her small and weak built allowed .

"B-but . . . hic—" Yeo Ri sniffled . She was tearing up again after seeing their bodies so battered and bruised .

Gun patted her head, "Don't worry . We won't die from this . " He attempted to smile, but thanks to the pain, it came off as a grimace . Thankfully, he could have some time to rest since tomorrow was the weekends .

" . . . " Yeo Ri looked down at the first-aid box in her hands with a crestfallen look . Even if they didn't die, weren't they in a world of pain? She hated days like these the most . Seeing her brothers get hurt and treating their wounds seemed to always rip a new gash over her already scarred heart .

"Let's go to the hospital tomorrow and get your wounds treated properly, okay?" She softly pleaded . She alternated between the two men with tears glistening in her eyes .

It was a look that was hard to resist .

Though they hadn't wanted to go to the hospital, for the sake of placating the girl, the two begrudgingly promised to head to the hospital first thing tomorrow .

"Get some rest, okay?" She carefully tucked them into bed, kissing both their cheeks . Soon after, the two immediately fell asleep due to the exhaustion .

After making sure that they were unconscious, Yeo Ri secretly took Hyuk's phone, slipping out of the room .

She wanted to use it, but the lock caused her to be stuck . She frowned, confused .

The lock required a four-digit pa.s.sword, and she had no idea what it was . She had tried all the simple digits like 1111 and 1234, but they were wrong . She tried keying in his birthday, but it only caused the phone to time out for 30 seconds .

"Just what is it . . . " she mumbled in irritation . If she knew this was going to happen, she should have just taken Gun's phone . At least his didn't require a pa.s.sword . Unfortunately, she did not memorise the number for the person she was going to call, so she had to look it up on Hyuk's phone .

Finally, the time out period ended .

She stared at the keypad long and hard, wis.h.i.+ng it would show her the answer . She tried inputting other number sequences, but none worked .

The second time out lasted for a whole minute .

She thought back to Hyuk . What numbers would he use as his pa.s.sword . . . ?

Suddenly, something appeared in her mind . "It couldn't be . . . " she laughed it off . But, once the idea appeared, it stuck in her head .

In the end, she tried it anyway .

Yeo Ri keyed in a very familiar number, and surprisingly, the phone unlocked .

Her eyes shone with a peculiar light . 'How . . . cute,' she thought . She couldn't believe that he would use it as his pa.s.sword .

Her birthday .

Yeo Ri shook her head, snapping out of her thoughts . There were more pressing matters at hand .

She scrolled through his contacts list, which only contained a pitiful amount of numbers . Most of them were made up of take-out restaurants .

Finding the number she was looking for, she pressed 'call' .

The phone rang four times before the person finally picked up .

"What do you want, sh*thead?" The person greeted . Though his words were harsh, his tone was indolent and rather friendly .

"Jin Goo-oppa?"

"Yeo Ri?" The person paused, and a rustling sound could be heard in the background, as if he scrambled to get up . "What's up, Yeo Ri-ah?" Recognising that the caller was not his friend but rather his friend's little sister, he softened his tone .

"Oppa, can you do me a favour?"

"Mm . Just say it . " The person agreed easily, though he still did not know what her request was .

"Can you take Hyuk-oppa and Gun-oppa to the hospital tomorrow? Please, you're the only person I know who has a car, Oppa . "

" . . . Did that thing happen again?" He asked out of concern .

" . . . Yeah . So, please, Jin Goo-oppa . You're the only one I can count on . "

"Mm . I got it . Don't worry, I have your back . I'll see you tomorrow . Go to sleep, Yeo Ri-ah . I'm sure you're tired too . "

A look of relief crossed her face, "Thanks a lot, Jin Goo-oppa . Goodnight . "

"Goodnight . "

Yeo Ri hung up the call, heaving another sigh .