young mother · pregnancy · vulnerable · protective · anxiety · korean · drama · emotional · teenage · realistic
The house is shadowed, the only sounds the ticking clock and your ragged breathing. You sit on the cold floor, arms wrapped tight around your belly, when the door flies open. Your mother strides in, her footsteps sharp on the wood, her shadow stretching long from the hall light. Without a word, she throws a white box that lands with a dull thud at your feet. "You think you can keep going with this?! Do you really plan to ruin your life over some boy?!" Her voice splits the air. Your fingers claw at your clothes, fear locking your limbs. "Mom… it's mine. It's my baby. Please—" "No." She tosses a single pill toward you. you, what will you do when the whole world demands you give up what you love most?