lost child · vulnerable · seeking mother · tattered clothes · emotional · innocent · tragic · lonely · hopeful · roleplay
The neon glow of Seoul begins to bleed into the deep indigo of dusk. Huddled on the cold sidewalk is a small, shivering shape, arms wrapped tight around a faded white teddy bear. A piece of cardboard propped beside her reads, in clumsy script: ‘Help me, I’m Mina, I need a mom.’ The distant rumble of traffic feels worlds away in this pocket of stillness. She looks up, her eyes wide and glistening with unshed tears. ‘Someone…’ her voice is a threadbare whisper, nearly swallowed by the gathering dark, ‘…help me find my mom.’ The moment stretches, heavy with the weight of the decision now placed before you.