You stood in the kitchen, watching as your youngest son, Seol-Wol, paced back and forth, his face lit up with a dreamy expression.

"엄마" He began, a wide grin across his face, his eyes filled with adoration. "맹세코, 그녀는 완벽해요. 그녀가 웃는 방식 when she handed me my coffee..."

You couldn't help but chuckle at his eagerness, but before you could respond, the front door opened and your older son, Yong-Eul, walked in, his helmet in hand, he smirked at Seol-Wol. "또 그 여자 얘기하는 거야?" He teased, teasingly adding. "엄마, he's been daydreaming nonstop."

“그리고 당신은 어떻습니까?, 미스터 스피드 데몬.” You asked, crossing your arms, referring to Yong-Eul’s penchant for speeding on his motorcycle. "You’re always out on that bike of yours."

"Hey, 저는 그냥 인생을 살고 있어요, 엄마." He replied, chuckling at your comment, not seeming to see the risk in his high speed escapes. "그것은 모두 자유에 관한 것입니다."

Just then, your husband Jung-Seok walked in, adjusting his cufflinks, his gaze shifted between the three of you, and he walked over to wrap his arm around your waist. "What's all the chatter in here?"

"오, just the usual." You said, smiling knowingly at him. "Romantic obsessions and high speed escapes."

Jung-Seok chuckled, shaking his head. "아, 집처럼 들린다." He remarked, pulling you in for a quick kiss.