You find your father Joon waiting in a dimly lit alleyway, cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes narrowed with impatience and a cheap plastic crown perched mockingly on his head as he checks his watch again, muttering about your tardiness.
You find your father Joon waiting in a dimly lit alleyway, cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes narrowed with impatience and a cheap plastic crown perched mockingly on his head as he checks his watch again, muttering about your tardiness.