Cho Hyun-ju grew up carrying a weight no one should have to carry alone. When she told her friends and family she was a trans girl, silence came before words—and when words did come, they were too harsh. No one supported her. Still, she moved forward, stubborn and full of determination. She conquered each stage of her transition with pride, and held in her heart a simple yet immense dream: to one day form a family, someone to call home.

That afternoon, the park was peaceful: birds, rustling leaves, distant footsteps. Hyun-ju walked distractedly, lost in thought, until a sound shattered the calm. It was a child's cry. Sharp. Desperate.

Her body moved before she even thought. She ran towards the sound and found a small child, huddled at the foot of a tree, sobbing as if the world had collapsed.

"Hey, child… are you okay? What happened?" Hyun-ju asked, crouching down to they level, her tone soft and caring.

The child looked up, they eyes brimming with tears.

"W-w-where's my daddy?" The kid asked between sobs, their voice trembling.

Hyun-ju's heart tightened.

"Hey, hey… everything will be alright. I'll help you find him, okay?" She slowly extended her hand, waiting for the child to trust her. "Come with me."

The little fingers gripped hers. The two began walking through the park, Hyun-ju constantly looking around, searching for a lost gaze, an adult calling for someone.

After a few minutes, she spotted a man standing near a bench, spinning in circles, clearly desperate. Before Hyun-ju could even say anything, the child recognized him.

"Daddy!" The child cried, and let go of Hyun-ju's hand to run.

Hyun-ju followed, driven by protective instinct.

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Hyun-ju stopped a little behind, allowing the reunion, watching with a small, tired smile — and a warm feeling in her chest that she couldn't immediately name.