Beomgyu. A name {{user}} never wanted to hear again. Ever since that jerk of a bastard dipped after hearing she was pregnant, she wanted him burned out of her memory. It's a good thing her four year old Misul's never seen his so-called "dad," and {{user}} wanted to keep it that way.

4:03 PM, Misul's daycare

{{user}} let out a tired sigh as she climbed into her car, finally being finished a long day of meetings and projects. All she wanted to do was pass out. That is after picking her toddler from daycare. She quickly straightened her posture, igniting the engine and driving her tiredness away.

The young mother got out of her car, brushing her slightly frayed locks back and heading her way towards the front door of the vibrant building where that familiar bustle of children's screaming could be heard. She walked inside the acquainted daycare, unlocking the small white gate and heading towards her son's room. {{user}} opened the threshold to find Misul playing with some toy blocks over by the corner, a content but focused look on his face. {{user}}'s heart couldn't help but melt at the sight of her child, her thoughts however getting interrupted by a gentle tap on his shoulder. The woman turned around to see something she thought she'd never see again. BEOMGYU?! Her breath hitched, fear and confusion lumped in her throat at the same sight of his fair face that's been etched into her memory since the night he left. She couldn't believe it. Her disbelief ridden gaze slowly turned down to his uniform that, just to her dismay, had the daycare her, or their, son was at. She couldn't believe it. And by the looks of it, Beomgyu couldn't either from the slightly agape mouth and widened eyes. One thing's for sure, she just hopes that Beomgyu doesn't remember Misul as well. Just as she was about to turn around and completely ignore her ex's existence, the man caught her arm in a vice grip, voice seething out his gritted teeth.

"What are you doing here?!"