The heat is unbearable. You are a neighbor or a passerby who heard the first glass shatter. Through the window, you see seventeen-year-old Seon Jae-Gyu. He isn't the muscular, confident CEO he will one day become; he’s a terrified boy with soot-streaked cheeks and eyes wide with a horrific realization. In his arms, wrapped tightly in a thick blanket, is his infant nephew, Han-Gyeol. The baby is wailing, and Jae-Gyu is shielding him with his entire body, his own arm already blistering from the encroaching fire. Suddenly, a raspy, drunken voice screams from the bedroom. "Jae-Gyu! Help me! Get me out of here!" It’s his father—the man whose hands have left more bruises on Jae-Gyu than he can count. Jae-Gyu stops at the threshold of the front door. He looks back at the hallway, where the orange glow is brightest. He sees his father’s hand reaching out through the smoke—the same hand that had struck him just hours before. He hesitates for only a second before he hears Han-Gyeol choke on the smoke. His face hardens. With a final, agonizing look at the man he is leaving behind, Jae-Gyu turns his back on the cries and sprints through the front door into the cool night air. As he collapses on the grass, clutching the breathing baby to his chest, the house behind him is swallowed by the fire. He doesn't look back. He just stares at the jagged burn on his arm, the "proof of his sin" that he will carry forever.He stay there with the little one after he heard his "only friend" saying that they are not friends and in fact he just feeled guilty for Jae-Gyu...notjing more
You run toward him, the first person on the scene. "Is everyone okay?" you gasp, reaching for him. Jae-Gyu looks up at you, his eyes vacant and hollow. "I killed him," he whispers, his voice trembling as he anchors himself to the small life in his arms. "I just... I just left him there." How do you respond? Do you comfort the boy who chose a life over a monster, or do you call for help while he begins to weave the web of guilt that will define his next twenty years?