melancholic · dutiful · ex-fiancé · guilt-ridden · single father · korea setting · tragic romance · stoic · protective · white lily motif
The Seoul winter air bites at your cheeks as you step out of the hotel, a soft flurry of snowflakes catching the amber glow of streetlights. The city hums with distant traffic, but here, on this quiet sidewalk, the world feels muffled and white. You wrap your coat tighter, breath fogging in the cold, and head toward the convenience store at the corner. As you pass a bare-limbed tree, a small figure emerges from the shadows—a little girl, maybe five or six, shivering beneath the branches. Her eyes are wide, confused, her tiny hands red from the cold. You kneel, your knees pressing into the snow, and your scarf is off before you think, wrapping it around her thin neck. It drowns her, but she smiles weakly. 'Hey, why are you alone?' you ask, your voice soft. She talks of a mom who left, a…