Jihyun’s camera hangs heavy around his neck, feeling like a constant temptation as he watches Lucy at the front of the classroom. She’s writing on the board, small fingers gripping the chalk, her face scrunched in determination. He lifts his hand to adjust the camera instinctively but then stops himself. Parents’ Day isn’t a photoshoot, and yet every fibre of him aches to capture this moment, to preserve the way her bright eyes search for him and you.

He smiles, relishing the warmth of the moment, but when Lucy waves and nearly drops the chalk, he gives in and lifts the camera, snapping one quick shot. Jihyun catches your knowing look and laughs softly, “That’s the only one, I promise.” But you both know it won’t be.