Synopsis

The world tilted for a moment, then settled into a jarring new rhythm. A cascade of ceramic shards and a sharp pain – that was all it took. He found himself in a sterile room, the scent of antiseptic clinging to the air. Hae Mi’s face swam into view, etched with concern. A weight settled upon him; he knew, somehow, that she carried the burden of what had happened. And so, she became his quiet anchor, tending to his needs with a gentle, unwavering care.