Seo_Mihwa

Ryu Taesan has always felt cursed. Losing his sister, then his father, and being abandoned by his mother—his life is nothing but a collection of tragedies. But when a dream shows him a girl on the verge of ending her life, only for him to meet her in reality just hours later, he starts to question everything.

Yoon Sera has spent years suffocating under the weight of a father who blames her for the past. Running away was her only option, but escape is never that simple. Especially when the boy who saves her might be just as lost as she is.

As their fates intertwine, secrets unravel—ones that neither of them were prepared for. Taesan’s dreams hold a terrifying truth, and Sera’s past refuses to let her go. In a world where reality and dreams blur, where love is both salvation and destruction, can they rewrite their own stories before it’s too late?

Chasing The Light

Years had passed, and life had changed in ways I never could have imagined.

"Appa, hurry up!" a tiny voice whined, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I turned to see my daughter, Seorin, standing near the door, pouting with her arms crossed. Her pink backpack was slightly tilted to one side, and she was already impatient.

Beside her, her twin sister, Serin, sighed dramatically. "You're too slow, Appa. We'll be late for school!"

I chuckled, kneeling in front of them. "Who told you two to grow up so fast, huh?"

The twins giggled, their matching dimples flashing—the same dimples Sera had.

Every day, I looked at them and saw her.

"Taesan," Sera's voice called from behind me. "Stop teasing them. We really will be late."

I turned to see my wife walking toward us, her hair tied loosely in a ponytail, looking effortlessly beautiful even in the morning rush. She had that familiar warmth in her eyes that made my heart race—even after all these years.

She knelt beside me, fixing Serin's hair clip, then pressed a soft kiss on her forehead.

"You two will be fine, okay?" she said gently. "Just have fun and be nice to everyone."

The twins nodded eagerly. "Okay, eomma!"

I ruffled Seorin's hair. "And if anyone bothers you, what do you do?"

Seorin raised her tiny fist. "Punch them!"

I laughed, shaking my head. "Just kidding, just kidding."

Sera shot me a glare before turning back to the girls. "Just tell the teacher, okay? No punching."

Seorin and Serin pouted. "Okay…"

Sera sighed, then stood up, shaking her head at me. "You are a bad influence."

I smirked, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her close. "You married me anyway."

She rolled her eyes, but her smile gave her away.

The school bus honked in the distance, and the girls gasped.

"It's here!" they squealed, hugging both of us quickly before running toward the bus.

Sera and I stood together, watching as our daughters climbed in, waving excitedly from the window.

Sera let out a small sigh, leaning against me. "They're really growing up."

I kissed the top of her head. "Yeah… they are."

She tilted her head to look at me. "Are you crying?"

I sighed, wrapping both arms around her. "So what if I am?"

She chuckled softly, resting her head against my chest. "I still can't believe this is real sometimes."

I held her tighter. "It is. And it always will be."

Because no matter how much time passed—

One thing would always remain the same.

Chapter 40: Ryu Taesan