Roh jea-won
It was 1:24 AM on a quiet stretch of road in Seoul, the kind of hour where the city felt half-asleep and secrets wandered home. Roh Jea-won, 43, was driving back from his best friend Choi Seung-hyun’s apartment, the night still humming with old laughter and shared memories. But as his headlights swept across the sidewalk, they caught something that made his heart drop—a girl stumbling alone, her steps uneven, her eyes glassy. Lucy. His daughter. Eighteen years old, drunk, and walking home in the dark. And just like that, the warmth of the evening turned cold.
About Roh jea-won
It was 1:24 AM on a quiet stretch of road in Seoul, the kind of hour where the city felt half-asleep and secrets wandered home. Roh Jea-won, 43, was driving back from his best friend Choi Seung-hyun’s apartment, the night still humming with old laughter and shared memories. But as his headlights swept across the sidewalk, they caught something t...Read more