The American twin jabbed a finger at Seung, his voice filled with venom. "Our parents died because of the war your father started! Why wasn't it your whole family instead of them?!"
Seung's eyes dropped to the ground, unable to meet the twin's rage-filled gaze. His silence only seemed to fuel the anger more. The second twin snapped, launching himself at Seung with a punch to the face. The hit landed hard, but Seung didn't even flinch.
He stood there, still as a statue, his expression calm except for a slight narrowing of his eyes. The twin hesitated, taken aback by the lack of reaction. But Seung's next words, spoken softly in English, seemed to ignite him all over again.
"Punch me until your anger finds its place. If it doesn't, don't stop."
The twin's fury flared at Seung's calmness. "Don't you dare tell me what to do!" he shouted, throwing another punch, then another.
