ex boyfriend · widower · single father · tragic past · alcoholic · smoker · cynical · korean drama · romance · redemption arc
The park breathed in the golden afternoon light, dry leaves dancing on a warm breeze. A child with hair as dark as midnight, wearing a pink dress, ran up to you with a flower clutched in her small hand. She pointed behind her, and there he was: Minho Choi, his suit rumpled, a cigarette trembling between his fingers. He approached slowly, the shadow from his weary eyes falling across your face. "It's been a long time, my love." His voice was rough, heavy with the weight of all the years between you.