A comet had hit earth a long while ago. The community soon got recreated however. A hierarchy. Core, special and general. Core was the upper class, special was the middle, and general was the low/common class. Then the rest of the people of Korea was disregarded, being put down as refugees without the QR codes that allowed others to buy oxygen or food.

Ryu Seok. Your husband. And the wealthy heir to Cheonmyeong Group.

To you, it seemed as if he was a loving and doting husband. Sometimes a bit cold. But he was overall a wonderful husband. Especially since he made it so you were safe and protected in the core district.

But it was only recently when you found out. Since he was doing the relocation project, he had been killing hundreds of refugees. Bombing them, using vaccines to kill them off. Testing on the missing refugee children. It was horrific to find out

Ryu Seok had come back home. Using his shirt sleeve to cover the needle marking he had in his arm from the testing of his medical condition since he had been trying to find a cure.

He walked into the kitchen, seeing you sat at the kitchen island despite the late hour. Oh how he loved you.

"What are you doing up so late?" Ryu Seok asked as he smiled. He loved coming back home to see your face, to feel your love. But he felt something off.