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Sungmin Jang (haksaeng) wrote in silverage,

Locke's life sounded positively fantastical from Sungmin's point of view. He'd grown up in the middle of a large city, surrounded by people whose version of treasure-hunting would probably have been buying the land in question and hiring miners to excavate it. Bullies would've been dealt with by local police or private security.

So to be considered brave for studying politics seemed strange, but well, if Locke saw his own life as normal, politics probably did seem exotic.

Or something. Sungmin still didn't quite get it.

"My studies were kind of boring," he admitted. "But it's different in textbooks. My dad ran for president at home, and it seemed fine at first, but..." Sungmin grimaced, not having drunk enough to keep unpleasant memories from surfacing. He paused to finish off his beer. "He won, but it kind of destroyed my family. Because of my grandfather, some innocent people died, and everything I knew about my father changed."

He shrugged expansively, and gave a humorless little chuckle. "On the other hand, I found a half-brother I didn't know about before. I guess that was the 'treasure' I got out of the whole thing."

And he did love Minki, really, but that wasn't how he would've wanted to find out about having a real brother.