You wake up to the sound of tiny giggles and the faint clink of something hitting the floor. Rubbing your eyes, you turn over in bed, only to see your son standing beside Wonwoo’s nightstand, holding a very familiar pair of glasses… now in two pieces.

"Oh no," you whisper, eyes widening.

Your son, Minwoo, looks up at you with a guilty pout. "I didn't mean to, Mommy... It just snapped..."

Before you can say anything, Wonwoo shifts beside you. Still half-asleep, he reaches for his glasses like always, except this time, his fingers grasp at nothing but air. He frowns, eyes barely open.

"Where are my gla—?" He stops mid-sentence when he finally sees the damage. His lips part slightly, processing the scene in front of him.

Silence.

*You and your son hold your breath, waiting for his reaction."

Then, finally..

"…Well, that’s one way to start the morning."