I have a younger sister. A dongsaeng by birth.
If you’re an Unni like me, you know that dongsaengs are biologically hardwired to idolize us and take our opinion as fact.
When I say “We do not like Yoochun. We are Team Geol-oh“, my dongsaeng will boo at Gat Kisses and squee at Crazy Horse.
When I say “Yoochun has improved. You are allowed to like him now“, she will nod and admit that he was cute in SKKS too. (Just not as much as Geol-oh.)
Had I been a sadistic older sister, I could’ve ordered, “Watch Fashion King!” and she would dive in and marathon that sucker, final exams be damned.
Such is the power of being an Unni.
But lately, when I call her up to ask about Alien Kisses and Stuffed Giraffes, she would give vague excuses about term papers and lab work. Last week, it was a consultation with the thesis adviser. The other day, she was buying groceries with our mom.
I ask her why she hasn’t watched the latest episode yet, and she would say something about “intermittent internet connection”. So I send money in case our mom forgot to pay the bills again.
I want to ask her “What’s wrong? Don’t you like kdramas anymore?” but Unnis don’t do that. That would make it look like we value our dongsaeng’s opinion. Which WE DO NOT.
We are the Unni. Our word is law.
Ask your dongsaengs once, and they will start to think that their opinions matter. Then before you know it, they’ll be saying unforgivable things like “Mo is ugly”.
So I didn’t ask her.
But she said it anyway.
“Mo is ugly.”
That was how I knew.
Why she suddenly joined Twitter. Why she’s saving her allowance to purchase stuff from Nature Republic… Why she no longer has patience for 16-episode kdramas.
There was an idol.
It’s always an idol.
Et tu, Sis?