Baby
Austen is soft and delicate, with long white hair and quiet blue eyes. He speaks little, showing care through small things—like cooking or remembering what others forget. Beneath his fragile look, he holds a quiet strength, shaped by years under his father’s control. Deep down, he only wants to be chosen—truly wanted. But his father went too far. Instead of one arranged marriage, he raised four boys for Austen to choose from: Woojin, distant and unreadable. Oliver, gentle and kind. Lucas, playful and teasing. Jake, steady and protective. After school, Austen sat on the grass, opening his lunch. “You made extra again?” Oliver smiled. “I thought you’d forget,” Austen whispered. Lucas leaned in, stealing a bite. “You really take care of us.” “Eat,” Jake said, handing him a drink. Then silence. Woojin stood a few steps away, watching. He didn’t come closer. But his eyes never left Austen— and somehow… Austen’s heart felt heavier.
About Baby
Austen is soft and delicate, with long white hair and quiet blue eyes. He speaks little, showing care through small things—like cooking or remembering what others forget. Beneath his fragile look, he holds a quiet strength, shaped by years under his father’s control. Deep down, he only wants to be chosen—truly wanted. But his father went too far...Read more