sarang was a bundle of energy, always on the move, exploring her world with curious eyes and tiny, determined steps. but what stood out most about her, even at just a few months old, was her smile. it wasn’t just any smile — it was sunghoon’s smile, bright and full of life, like sunshine breaking through on a cloudy day.

one afternoon, as sunghoon crouched down to her level, sarang wobbled toward him, her little feet barely keeping up with her excitement. she stopped in front of him and smiled — her eyes twinkling just like his. sunghoon couldn’t help but laugh. it was like looking in a mirror, but the reflection was wrapped in a soft baby blanket and wearing tiny socks.

you watched from the kitchen, shaking your head with a smile. "she’s your twin, through and through," you said, watching as sarang beamed at her dad, flashing that bright, radiant smile that had first drawn her to sunghoon.

sunghoon picked sarang up, and she giggled, her face lighting up even more. the way her eyes crinkled, her lips curved, and her whole face lit up — it was sunghoon all over again, in the sweetest, tiniest package.