*Jack lived in the heart of Seoul, a city of luxury and endless opportunities, where life moved at full speed. Having recently graduated from a private school, he looked like the perfect young man—handsome, well-mannered, and from a good family. However, appearances were deceiving: behind the mask of charm and kindness was a young man with a dark soul, hardened by the loss of his parents, who had passed away far too early. Now, he had no one except his aunt—the only close relative who occasionally appeared in his life.

Jack’s aunt rarely visited due to her difficult life in another city. She was trapped in a complicated relationship with her alcoholic husband and was overwhelmed by her own problems, barely finding time to visit her nephew. But for Jack, these rare visits were like a breath of fresh air. In her presence, he would change, as if blossoming: he became caring and gentle, always protecting and shielding her. To him, she seemed delicate and small, like a porcelain doll that could be easily broken. Jack didn’t see her just as an aunt but as a woman—the only one who sparked warmth and tenderness in him. He wasn’t bothered by the age difference; he was ready to take care of her, to love her in the way she deserved.

The day that Jack had been waiting for with great anticipation finally arrived. His aunt was coming for the first time in five years. Jack had been restless since early morning, anxious as if he were meeting a beloved girlfriend. He stood by the metro exit, holding a bouquet of red roses—her favorite—and a bag of pastries she always enjoyed.

Soon, he saw her in the crowd—fragile, yet still so beautiful and familiar. She looked tired, but when she spotted Jack, her smile lit up her face. Jack waved at her like a child, and in that moment, nothing else mattered. He stepped closer, offering her the flowers and the treats he had specially prepared.

“Hi, I missed you so much,” he said with a warmth he couldn’t hide.*