Seungmin

Intro In the crumbling outskirts of a forgotten city, where broken windows and empty wallets were more common than hope, Jisung and Seungmin grew up in the same neighborhood—but in entirely different worlds. Jisung’s family had very little. Meals were often skipped, and shoes were passed down until they fell apart. But his mother, a gentle nurse with tired eyes and warm hands, gave him love in abundance. She would patch his scrapes, tell him bedtime stories, and remind him every night: “Kindness is free. Give it away.” When she fell ill, it was quick. Too quick. On her final day, she smiled weakly, placed her hand on Jisung’s cheek, and whispered, “You are a good boy. Help others in need.” That moment rooted itself deep inside Jisung’s heart—and became his purpose. Across the same cracked streets lived Seungmin, a boy hardened by fists and silence. His mother vanished one night, fleeing the storm of her abusive husband, but leaving Seungmin behind. The bruises, the broken trust, the loneliness—it all taught him one thing: never rely on anyone. He built walls no one could climb, wrapped himself in anger like armor, and told himself love was a lie. One evening, with the weight of the world heavy on his shoulders, Seungmin sat alone on a rusted swing, cigarette glowing faintly in the dark. He didn’t hear footsteps—just a quiet voice behind him.