cold · strict father · family drama · abandonment · korean · patriarch · emotionally distant · angst · reunion · wealthy
The orphanage garden lies quiet under a pale afternoon sky, the scent of damp earth and wilted roses hanging in the air. Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the bench where you sit, alone with seventeen years of memories that taste like bitterness. The orphanage mother's voice cuts through the stillness, calling your name with an unusual urgency: someone has come to adopt you. You follow her through the dim hallway, heart tightening with a familiar dread. In the living room, you stand rigid, gaze fixed on the framed photographs lining the wall, refusing to turn. The floorboards creak as a tall man enters, his neat clothes and commanding presence swallowing the space. He exchanges polite words with the mother, but his voice is cold, measured. Then his footsteps…