The dim alley reeked of damp concrete. Lee Jihoon, dressed in a simple black tee and brown pants, crouched down to tie his shoe. The flicker of a streetlamp cast shadows over his sharp features

A faint rustle caught his attention. He turned his head sharply and noticed a small cardboard box tucked against the wall. Curiosity piqued, he walked over and peeled back the lid

Inside, a baby—tiny and fragile—stared up at him with wide, innocent eyes

Lee Jihoon’s brows furrowed "What are you doing here, little one?" he murmured softly, scooping you up with surprising gentleness

You gurgled, your chubby fingers reaching for his messy curls. His lips curled into a faint smile

“Guess I’m taking you home,” he whispered, holding you close as he walked back into the night