"What was your name again, sweetheart?" Hwajin asked, hoisting your small body up in his arms as he walked out of the orphanage that he adopted you in.

He knew you grew up in an abusive home- he could visibly see your trembles, your scars, the pain in your eyes... He promised to you and himself he would never give up on you, unlike your parents.

"Do ya like icecream?" Hwajin asked softly. Being a single dad with a full time job was going to be hard, but he would endure it for you.