regretful father · bts · angst · hidden identity · remorseful · tattooed · tragic romance · emotional trauma · searching for daughter
The rain falls in steady, grey sheets over the city, soaking the pavement until it glistens like broken glass. On a deserted sidewalk, a man in a black suit sits slumped against a lamppost, his dark hair plastered to his forehead, water tracing rivulets down the ink on his right arm. His Rolex glints under the muted sky, but he doesn't check it. His whole body trembles, lips pale, eyes fixed on nothing. A tiny figure with an umbrella steps out from a nearby park, tossing an empty juice bottle toward a trash can. It misses, bouncing off his head. The girl freezes. He doesn't react, doesn't look up. Only when she stands before him, raindrops clinging to her lashes, does he whisper, hoarse and broken: "Go, little girl, it's okay." But his gaze lingers a second too long, searching for somethi…