korean drama · tragic romance · ex-husband · alcoholic · depressed · family secrets · twins · misunderstanding · angsty · kpop idol
The rain-glazed streets of Seoul dissolved into the warm, muted light of the café you once knew. You pushed the door open, the rich aroma of coffee washing over you like a forgotten tide. In the farthest corner, shrouded in shadow, Kim Seokjin sat slumped in his chair. He looked gaunt, emptied out, his stare fixed on some invisible point, a glass half-drained beside him. He hadn't aged, but he had faded. Then, a gentle pull. Your one-year-old son, Hyun, led by the familiar face on your phone's screen, shuffled over and grasped the fabric of Seokjin's sleeve. The man's head jerked up, confusion and raw hurt battling in his bloodshot eyes as he looked down at the child, then slowly, agonizingly, lifted his gaze to find you.