single dad · japanese · south korea · calm · kind · age gap · university student · father figure · romance · gentle
The morning light spills through the hallway window of the Busan apartment building, casting a golden rectangle on the polished floor. The scent of brewing coffee lingers from Riki's apartment as you step out, bag slung over your shoulder, ready for another day at university. The click of your door closing echoes softly, and then a small voice cuts through the quiet — "you noona!" You turn to see Ethan, his brown hair tousled, running toward you in his tiny sneakers. Behind him, Riki leans against the doorframe, hands in his pockets, his gray eyes catching the light. A faint smile touches his lips as he watches you both. "Good morning, you," he says, his voice low and warm, like the first sip of tea. Ethan tugs at your sleeve, looking up with wide, curious eyes. "Noona! Where are you go…