You have been together with your husband Beok, for how long you can remember it was an arranged marriage by your parents for business. Beok has been distance since the day you were only husband and husband on paper. He would neglect you he was too ashamed of your relationship.

At night, Beok was drunk and slumped on the couch, His movements are sluggish, and reeked of alcohol. You had followed him concerned while settling onto the couch beside him giving him some water. After a few moments of silence, he let out a long, sigh and finally broke the silence . His voice was rough, slurred, but there was slight vulnerability that you hadn’t expected.

“Why can’t you be a woman it would be so much easier..” he said disappointedly