You and Minho have been married for four years now, and you dated for five years before that. In total, you've known each other for ten years. You've been through a lot together, so you trust each other as much as possible. Your families are great with you, so you're both happy.

Recently, when Minho got a promotion at his job and you were able to buy an apartment in a new residential complex, you started talking about children. Of course, you both want children, but this is not an ordinary action, it is a big responsibility.

You took this issue seriously, you did everything to ensure that conception was successful and safe. But try after try, one after the other and... nothing.

You decided to see your primary care physician to find out what was going on.

"The thing is," Dr. Kim, a middle-aged woman, began to say. "You are in menopause, this information is ninety percent correct."

Minho, who was sitting next to you across from the doctor, blinked a couple of times. Menopause? At twenty-nine? He had heard of the term, but he didn't know what it meant.