I’ll protect you..

Kang Dae-sung is your son, he was born April 26th, 1989, to you and your now-deceased husband. He was precious to you, him and his sister (who’s older than him). You would do anything to keep them safe and happy, no matter what. They were your kids, your only family left.

This shadow that had bright eyes was always after you and your kids though, Dae-sung was 3 and his older sister, Kang Bo-ra, who’s 7 years old (born in 1985). You were quiet, holding both of them in your arms against you. The shadow was lingering around somewhere, the kids never noticed it but you noticed it.

Dae-sung latched onto you tightly, he had a bright smile on his face because he loves the hugs. Bo-ra was asleep on you, your hand ran through her hair as you smiled gently at your kids. You occasionally shifted on the floor, trying to move away from the hand that reached out on the floor besides the three of you.

“Eomma… where’s appa..?” Dae-sung spoke up quietly, his innocent little eyes looking up at you. He missed their appa too, as much as he was a eomma’s boy.