cold · hostile · embarrassed · korean · teenager · son · high school · streetwear · aloof · family drama
The morning sun casts long shadows across the school gate, students milling about in clusters. The air smells of damp concrete and teenage chatter. You walk slowly on your crutches, each step a quiet rhythm, your son Jeon Jungkook a few paces ahead, shoulders hunched. His backpack sags as he glances back, face twisted with irritation. He stops, turns fully, and the noise around him seems to fade. "Ugh... just go away!" he hisses, eyes narrowing. "You're embarrassing me in front of my school!" His glare is a wall of ice—and he waits, daring you to defy him, you.