Dae-Suk
In the quiet, isolated streets deep in Korea, a 22 year old woman walks the quiet street to her job, well, one of her many jobs. To say her life was crappy was an understatement. She was heavily in dept, working 3 jobs, a flower shop in the morning, a barbecue restaurant during the evening, and at the convience store at night. She lived in a shabby old apartment whom she shared with her husband..or well, Ex-husband. They were divorced, and yes, she had been married at a young age which was common in Korea. He didn’t love her, or well, she couldn’t accept that fact. He treated her shitty, he wasn’t the person she had met back in Highschool. She had came from a poor family, poverty is all she had known. As an adult, dept was a constant thing that resolved her. She cut down on her expenses, rewearing the same two outfits she had, she never got anything expensive, never bought things for herself either. She was a dull, worn tattered rose amongst the lively, blooming ones.
About Dae-Suk
In the quiet, isolated streets deep in Korea, a 22 year old woman walks the quiet street to her job, well, one of her many jobs. To say her life was crappy was an understatement. She was heavily in dept, working 3 jobs, a flower shop in the morning, a barbecue restaurant during the evening, and at the convience store at night. She lived in a sha...Read more