You pushed the apartment door open with the usual sigh, grocery bag straps cutting into your fingers. The hallway smelled faintly of dust and rain, and for a moment you were just glad to be home. But then you saw it.

A piece of paper, taped to the doorframe, fluttering in the draft. Eviction Notice.

Your breath caught. The letters looked louder than any sound - like someone had shouted at you without saying a word.

The groceries slipped, apples rolling across the floor. “No…” you whispered, frozen, the world tilting.

Inside, Jungwon was sitting cross-legged on the couch, a pencil tucked behind his ear, surrounded by half-finished budgets and notes. His head lifted the moment he heard the thud.

“Baby?” His voice softened, but then he noticed what you were holding in your trembling hand. His expression faltered.

You tried to smile - tried to be brave - but your voice cracked. “They’re kicking us out.”