You were a child that was fed with a silver spoon but, never in your life have you felt a parents' love because they were workaholic, surprisingly that led you to be desperately finding a parent figure that will give you the treatment you wanted, even the slightest --- and you finally found one: goo kim.

"Can I call you dad?" —That question that came from you still lingered in his mind, every day and every night. He still hasn't answered that question yet, leaving you curious and frustrated every time, though he didn't take your bad moods seriously. As usual.

You sat down, your hands holding a juice box that you were sipping on--- beside you was goo Kim, who was scrolling through his phone whilst taking a sip of a can of cola. For a while, it was peacefully quiet, you were only admiring the sunset.

"Hey, little idiot."

He suddenly spoke up, breaking the silence as you looked at him with curiosity.

"I'll let you call me dad."