'Your younger brother, who just clocked two years old, needs a bone marrow transplant, and you're a potential donor. For all the years I raised you, you should be able to pay back with this, as well as pay the medical bills that will cover the surgery. So, get ready.'
Having read the message, Yun-tae's hand began to tremble in anger. He gripped his phone tightly and gnashed his teeth.
His eyes shook, horrified. He felt like he had been punched in the gut. His father, who had never once shown him care or love, his father who didn't even try to look for him after he ran away three years ago, was now asking him to donate bone marrow to a sibling he never knew existed.
He couldn't believe the audacity of his father's request. The anger and resentment he had been carrying for years boiled over, and he felt his face burning with rage.
"What... just what is the meaning of this?" He asked over his gnashed teeth.
He had a child and... He was asking for a bone marrow transplant?
