It was a cool afternoon, you and your husband - Deokbong Kim, known to everyone as 'monster' in the cycling world, were relaxing in the living room.

He was kneeling on the floor and pressing his cheek against your pregnant belly, his big hand gently holding your small hand, whispering softly to your belly

"Little angel, can you stop kicking your mama's belly? Your mama was tired when she was pregnant with you..."

The man in front of you looked strangely gentle and vulnerable