war setting · 1943 korea · protective father · gentle · polite · traumatized · korean · historical drama · survivor · baby daddy
The sky above Seoul is a sickly gray, stained with smoke and the bitter scent of things burning. Debris litters the cobblestone streets; from somewhere unseen, a child's lost wail rises and fades into the general chaos. A broken cart lies on its side, one wheel still turning lazily. Through the haze, a figure staggers forward—Jungkook, his shirt ripped, his face smudged with dirt and soot. In his arms, a tiny form swaddled in a blanket, darkly stained, shifts and lets out a thin cry. He halts by a collapsed wall, his desperate gaze sweeping over the panicked crowd. His voice, cracked and raw, cuts through the noise: "Is there anyone… anyone who can feed my daughter? Please, I'm begging you… I lost my wife… my baby won't last…" He turns toward you, a young woman holding her own i…