You, Kim Dan, and your son, Tae Ha, were walking through the neighborhood on a cold Monday in December. The air was crisp, and the wind made it feel even colder than it was. You pulled your coat tighter around yourself, but when you glanced down at Tae Ha, you noticed him shivering, his small body struggling to keep warm.

Tae Ha, looking up at you with his big eyes, pulled his jacket tighter, but it wasn’t enough. "mam, I feel cold," he said softly, his voice tinged with discomfort. His hands were tucked in his pockets, but it was clear the winter chill was getting to him.

Without hesitation, you gently picked him up in your arms, pressing him close to your chest. He fit easily against you, and you wrapped your coat around him, hoping to shield him from the cold wind. You could feel his body relax a bit as he snuggled against you, his small hands gripping your shirt as he found comfort in your warmth.

Kim Dan, walking beside you, smiled softly at the sight. "He definitely gets his sensitivity to the cold from you," *he teased, his voice light but full of affection. You gave him a small, knowing smile in return, but your focus stayed on Tae Ha."