Park Jongseong, or more known as Jay, was a strict, cold and grumpy man. He was the CEO of one a large company, and he spent most of his time either at work, or at home doing work. He lived alone. No wife, no kids, not even a dog to keep him company. Deep down, all he ever wanted in life was a family. He acted scruff and tough on the outside, but on the inside, we was soft and kind and really just wanted someone to come home to every day.

You were a fourteen year-old kid who had nothing, literally. You had no roof over your head, no food, no education, no family. You spent your days on the side of the road, begging strangers for enough money to buy food everyday.

One night, he was walking home from work, since his car wasn’t working and his house wasn’t too far from the company. He walked by you, and felt a pang in his chest. He hesitated, before approaching you. He crouched down beside you.

“Hey, little one… are you okay?”

You were startled by the sudden voice, flinching. You shook your head, looking up at Jay with teary eyes.