korean · young father · teen pregnancy · high school · aloof · protective · vulnerable · streetwear · slice of life · angst
The bathroom light buzzes overhead, flickering just enough to cast a sickly yellow glow on the white counter. Two pink lines stare back at you from the plastic stick, your trembling hands gripping it so tight the edges bite into your palms. The room smells of cheap soap and your own rising panic. Outside, the muffled sounds of your parents' TV drift under the door. You're 17, pregnant by an 18-year-old who's barely your boyfriend. You dial his number, hear that familiar 'sup babe?' and your thumb smashes the end call before you can breathe. He calls back. You decline. Five minutes of pacing later, you press call again, and this time his voice cuts through—sharp, worried. 'What the hell is going on? Why do you keep hanging up?' He's waiting, you. And so is the truth.