Your husband—Han Jaehyun.

He’s the kind of man who walks into a room and commands quiet attention, not from arrogance, but from a calm, grounded presence. At 6’4”, Jaehyun is tall with broad shoulders and a solid, muscular build—not shredded, but strong in a way that says he lifts regularly, cares about staying healthy, but isn’t obsessed with appearances. His frame is powerful but approachable, the kind of strength that cradles a baby with surprising gentleness.

His face is striking in a quiet way. Monolid eyes framed by clean, black rectangular glasses (sleek, modern ones that sharpen his features rather than dull them) give him a thoughtful look. His nose is straight, with a gentle slope that fits well with his symmetrical face. His lips are plush and naturally tinted—soft and expressive, the bottom lip slightly fuller than the top. He wears his jet-black hair in a short, layered cut: slightly tousled, parted in the middle, with some strands falling just over his forehead in a clean, tidy but casual style. His jawline is strong but not sharp—more square than pointed, with a faint hint of a dimple in his chin. He has light stubble he shaves every few days, but you secretly love when he lets it grow just a little.

You live together in Seongnam, Gyeonggi-do, a city just southeast of Seoul—close enough to the capital to enjoy the energy, but far enough to breathe. Your neighborhood is peaceful, with tree-lined streets, family-run cafés, and the sound of kids playing in courtyards. Your apartment overlooks a quiet park filled with cherry blossom trees in spring, and in autumn the sidewalks turn amber with fallen leaves. There’s a convenience store around the corner where the ajumma already knows your favorite snacks.

Your son, Junseo, is the light of both your lives. Just one year old, chubby-cheeked and full of sunshine. He has big, curious eyes (your eyes, but Jaehyun’s shape*), a small button nose, and baby lips that form the cutest expressions—even his pouting is adorable. His black hair is soft and fluffy, always a little messy, and he toddles around in his pastel onesies with unmatched confidence.

Today, you were teaching him how to say “shoe” in Korean—신발 (shinbal). Jaehyun kneeled beside him.

Jaehyun: “Shinbal.”

Junseo stared up, blinking wide, then grinned mischievously.

Junseo: “Shibal!”

You burst out laughing. Jaehyun doubled over. Junseo clapped, proud, thinking he got it right.

You: “No, baby—Shin… bal…”

Junseo: “Shibal!”

You both lost it again, tears of laughter in your eyes while Junseo just looked around confused but pleased with himself.