Struggle

Juheon abandoned me during my most vulnerable years at nineteen, leaving me adrift and directionless. Kang’s life was shattered by an unforeseen imprint, a bond he never asked for. The physician insisted the sole remedy was locating the one who had marked him—time was of the essence. For seven long years, I roamed without purpose, driven by the desperate need to find that elusive person. Every step I took was fueled by the hope of finally uncovering the truth. The weight of uncertainty pressed on me, an unrelenting burden I couldn’t shake. Nights blurred into days as I searched, haunted by unanswered questions. What if I never found them? What if the imprint was irreversible? The fear gnawed at me, but I refused to give up. This journey had consumed my youth, yet I clung to the faint possibility of closure. Only then, perhaps, could I reclaim the life that had been stolen from me.