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𝐀 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 ⚾️ [𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫]

➪𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝! 𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐱 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐦! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

➪𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝, 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫, 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐧’𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦. 𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧..?

➪𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐲, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

➪ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐛𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

In the charming town of Jeongseon, a mother and her son have settled into a tranquil life, savoring the peace that this small South Korean community offers. With its picturesque landscapes and close-knit neighbors, Jeongseon seems like the perfect place to start anew. However, their calm existence is suddenly thrown off balance with the unexpected arrival of a new baseball coach.

This coach, a charismatic figure with a mysterious past, takes over the local youth baseball team, injecting fresh energy into the sport and captivating the townspeople. He quickly realizes that the mother of one of his players is his ex-girlfriend, a woman he once loved but left behind. What he doesn’t know is that the boy he’s coaching is his son—a secret kept hidden from both him and the child.

As the baseball season unfolds, each game brings the family closer to a revelation that could forever alter their lives. With each swing of the bat and every pitch thrown, the tension builds, revealing layers of history and unspoken truths. The mother, watching from the sidelines, grapples with the dilemma of confronting the past or preserving the fragile peace they’ve found. The coach, unaware of the impact he has on the family, must navigate his own path toward understanding and redemption.

In the final inning, as the stakes reach their peak, the truth teeters on the edge of discovery. Will this revelation bring them together, healing old wounds and forging new bonds? Or will the shadows of the past prove too formidable, keeping them apart despite the ties that bind them?

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𝐀 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 ⚾️ 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

➪𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝! 𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐱 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐦! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

➪𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝, 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫, 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐧’𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦. 𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧..?

➪𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐲, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚

➪ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐛𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨

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➯𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝! 𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐱 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐦! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

➯𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝, 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫, 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦. 𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧.?

➯𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐲, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚

➯𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫: nothing really that bad just a worried mom

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𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑

As you leave the field with Ye Joon by your side, you can feel Yunho’s gaze following you, filled with confusion and unspoken questions. Your heart races, a mix of anxiety and unresolved feelings bubbling to the surface. You try to focus on Ye Joon, who’s chatting happily about practice , oblivious to the tension. Your sister walks beside you, her expression unreadable but supportive. Once you’re far enough from the field, she whispers, “Are you okay?” You nod, though you’re not entirely sure. “I knew this day would come eventually, but I didn’t think it would be like this.” Back at home, you help Ye Joon settle down with his homework, but your mind keeps drifting back to Yunho’s shocked expression. Questions swirl in your mind. Did he recognize Ye Joon? What will happen if he tries to reach out?. Later that evening, after Ye Joon is asleep, you and your sister sit down to talk. “What are you going to do?” she asks gently. “I don’t know,” you admit, rubbing your temples. “I want what’s best for Ye Joon, but I don’t know if Yunho being in his life is the right thing. He didn’t want kids back then, and I don’t know if he’s changed.” Your sister places a reassuring hand on yours. “Whatever you decide, we’ll figure it out together.”

A few weeks later, you find yourself at the baseball field, surrounded by cheering parents and the smell of freshly cut grass. The sun is shining, and the excitement in the air is palpable as Ye Joon’s team prepares for their big game. You watch from the bleachers, your eyes following Ye Joon as he warms up with his teammates. He’s been practicing hard, and you can see the determination on his face. Your sister sits beside you, offering support, and the two of you chat about the week’s events while keeping a close eye on the field. The past few weeks have been a whirlwind of emotions and decisions, but today you’re focused on being there for Ye Joon. On the sidelines, Yunho and Coach Wooyoung are actively talking to the players, offering tips and encouragement. Yunho kneels down to Ye Joon’s level, demonstrating how to grip the ball properly for a curveball, his voice calm and instructive. “Remember to keep your wrist loose and follow through with your arm,” Yunho advises, ruffling Ye Joon’s hair with a reassuring smile. Coach Wooyoung, meanwhile, is discussing batting techniques with another group of kids, emphasizing the importance of footwork and timing. “Keep your eye on the ball and stay balanced,” he says, mimicking a perfect swing. You can see the respect and admiration in the children’s eyes as they absorb every word. As the game begins, you spot Yunho offering words of encouragement to Ye Joon. Your heart skips a beat, but you remind yourself that today is about Ye Joon, and you’re determined to support him as he takes to the mound, ready to pitch his heart out. As the round starts, your son’s team is up to bat first. One of Ye Joon’s friends, Pil-gu, steps up to the plate. His first swing is a miss, and the home plate umpire calls out, “Strike one!” Pil-gu’s shoulders slump slightly, doubt creeping in. But then Ye Joon calls out from the dugout, “Don’t give up now, Pil-gu!” Pil-gu turns to look at Ye Joon, the light in his eyes rekindled by his friend’s encouragement. With renewed focus, he remembers Coach Yunho’s advice about keeping his eye on the ball and staying confident. As the pitcher winds up and releases the next pitch, Pil-gu is ready. He swings, and the crack of the bat echoes across the field. The ball soars into the outfield, landing in the grass with a satisfying thud. Pil-gu takes off running, his heart pounding with excitement as cheers erupt from his teammates and the crowd. He rounds first base and heads for second, glancing briefly at the center fielder who scrambles to retrieve the ball. Just as the center fielder throws the ball back to the pitcher, Pil-gu slides safely into second base. His teammates erupt in cheers, and he stands up, brushing the dirt from his uniform with a triumphant grin. From the stands, you and the other parents cheer loudly, proud of Pil-gu’s determination and the team’s growing camaraderie.

The game has been intense, with both teams scoring a few points, but Ye Joon’s team is edging ahead. As the game nears its end, Ye Joon is next up to bat. You cheer loudly for him, unable to contain your excitement, and Yunho glances at you, a smile playing on his lips. Ye Joon steps onto the field, waving to you with a confident smile as he makes his way to the plate. Holding the bat firmly, he recalls all the tips Coach Yunho has given him. The pitcher winds up and throws the ball, and Ye Joon swings with all his might. The bat connects with a satisfying crack, and the ball sails high into the air, soaring over the outfield and just beyond the fence. It’s a home run! Without hesitation, Ye Joon takes off running, his face lit up with joy. “Run, Ye Joon!” you shout, your voice mingling with the cheers of the crowd. As Ye Joon rounds the bases, Pil-gu makes his way to third and then heads home, both of them scoring. The crowd erupts in applause as Ye Joon sprints towards home plate. His teammates rush to greet him, hugging each other and jumping around in celebration as the coaches join in. Amidst the excitement, you spot Ye Joon and Yunho together. Ye Joon runs to Yunho, who picks him up and swings him around in a moment of shared joy. As Yunho sets him down, he looks at Ye Joon with pride. “Nice one, kiddo. You made your first home run! I’m proud of you,” Yunho says, grinning. “Thank you, Coach Yunho! I wanna be a star baseball player just like you,” Ye Joon replies, giving a thumbs-up with a bright smile. Yunho’s smile falters for a moment as he realizes the connection, recognizing the resemblance Ye Joon and him have. But in that moment, he pushes the thought aside, savoring the shared triumph and joy. After the celebration, as the last of the parents pick up their kids, the field slowly empties out. The sun is setting, casting a warm glow over the field, and the only people left are Yunho and Wooyoung, gathering up the remaining equipment and putting it away. As they work, Yunho can’t help but think about you. Questions swirl in his mind—how you’ve been, when you had a son, and most importantly, who Ye Joon’s father might be. Finally, curiosity gets the better of him. “Do you think Y/N has a husband or something?” Yunho asks, trying to sound casual as he hands Wooyoung a bat. Wooyoung turns to look at him, curiosity piqued. “Uh, I don’t think so,” Wooyoung replies, raising an eyebrow. “Why do you ask?” Yunho shrugs, trying to play it cool, but his heart feels a little lighter at the thought. “Just curious. I didn’t see anyone with her at the game.” Wooyoung nods thoughtfully. “I think she doesn’t have a husband because if she did, he’d be here, cheering Ye Joon on right beside her,” he says, stacking some helmets. “But maybe she has a boyfriend who’s the father, and he just doesn’t know about Ye Joon.” Yunho considers this, feeling a strange mix of relief and confusion. “She wouldn’t be that secretive and hide a father from their son,” he says, more to himself than Wooyoung. But oh boy was he wrong, sensing there might be more to the story than he knows. As they finish packing up, Yunho can’t shake the feeling that there are pieces of the puzzle missing, and he resolves to find out more about the life you’ve built since he last saw you. As Wooyoung continues to speculate, he grins and says, “But wait, maybe she’s dating a mafia boss, or she could be with an officer, or maybe even a coach.” He chuckles at the last suggestion, glancing at Yunho for his reaction. At the mention of a coach, Yunho feels a foreign flutter in his chest. It’s a feeling he can’t quite place, but it’s enough to make him pause. Wooyoung is about to launch into another wild theory when Yunho interrupts him. “I think that’s enough,” Yunho says, trying to sound firm as he stows the last of the equipment. Wooyoung opens his mouth to add another theory, but Yunho shoots him a look—a mix of amusement and seriousness—that tells him to drop it. “But what if—” Wooyoung starts, but Yunho cuts him off with a raised eyebrow, signaling him to stop.

Wooyoung smirks, raising his hands in surrender. “Alright, alright, I’ll stop. But you have to admit, it’s fun to think about. Yunho rolls his eyes, but there’s a hint of a smile tugging at his lips. As they finish packing up and head out, Yunho can’t help but wonder about the life you’ve built and what role, if any, he might play in it.

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As the last of the other parents and kids leave the field, you take a moment to soak in the evening air, feeling the warmth of the day’s events settle in your heart. Ye Joon had done so well, and seeing him so happy was everything you could have hoped for. But the unexpected encounter with Yunho still lingers in your mind, stirring up emotions you thought you had tucked away. After making sure Ye Joon has his gear packed, you call out to him. “Ready to go, sunshine?” you ask, smiling as he runs up to you with a big grin on his face. “Yeah, Mom! Did you see my home run?” Ye Joon asks excitedly, his eyes shining with pride. “I did, and you were amazing!” you reply, ruffling his hair affectionately. “I’m so proud of you.” As you walk with Ye Joon toward the car, your sister, Jihyun, falls in step beside you. She gives you a knowing look, sensing the turmoil beneath your composed exterior. “Are you okay?” she asks softly, glancing back at the field where Yunho and Wooyoung are still gathering equipment. You take a deep breath, nodding. “I’m okay. It’s just… seeing him again is awkward,” you admit. “And he’s really good with Ye Joon. ”Jihyun nods in understanding. “It’s a lot to take in. But you’re handling it well,” she reassures you. As you buckle Ye Joon into his seat, you feel a mix of relief and apprehension. You’ve built a life you’re proud of, and though Yunho’s presence has stirred up old feelings, you know your priority is your son. Driving home, the setting sun paints the sky with vibrant colors, and you focus on the road ahead, determined to face whatever comes next with the same strength and grace that has guided you this far. As Ye Joon chatters excitedly about the game from the back seat, you listen and smile, grateful for the small moments that make up your life.

As you finally settle into bed, the quiet of the night does little to calm your restless thoughts. A strange, almost foreign feeling tugs at your heart—a sensation like a missing piece of you is trying to find its way back. You try to push it aside, to let sleep take over, but no matter how much you toss and turn, you can’t seem to shake it. Your mind keeps drifting back to him—Yunho, your first love and, in many ways, your last. You can’t help but wonder what his life is like now. Does he have someone special? A girlfriend? A wife? The thought stirs a pang of jealousy deep within you, one you weren’t expecting. As you finally begin to drift off, your mind conjures an image of him, standing at the altar, but the woman by his side is faceless, just a shadow of a person. The vision leaves you with an uneasy feeling, a mixture of longing and sadness that lingers even as you sleep.

As you wake up nearly at 7, you roll out of bed and head straight to the kitchen, ready to start the day. You begin making breakfast, the smell of eggs and toast filling the air, and start packing lunch for both you and Ye Joon. As you carefully cut up some fruit, you hear the soft thud of little feet on the stairs. “Morning, Mama!” Ye Joon says with a sleepy smile as he walks into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes. “Morning, sunshine,” you reply, smiling back. “Breakfast is almost ready. Go wash up, and we can eat.” As Ye Joon heads off to the bathroom, your sister Jihyun walks in, still in her pajamas, yawning as she pours herself a cup of coffee. “Early start, huh?” she says, stretching. “Yeah, the usual routine,” you say with a small grin. “Can you help pack his practice clothes? I’m finishing up breakfast.” “On it,” she says, setting her mug down and heading to the living room to grab Ye Joon’s practice clothes. She folds them neatly and packs them into his bag, making sure everything he needs is in place. When Ye Joon comes back into the kitchen looking more awake, the three of you sit down for a quick breakfast. The conversation is light and filled with Jihyun’s playful teasing, which makes Ye Joon giggle. Once breakfast is done, you grab your bags, and Jihyun helps Ye Joon into his jacket. She hands him his lunch and practice bag. “Ready for another big day, champ?” Jihyun asks, ruffling his hair. “Yep! Thanks, Auntie!” he says with a grin. After a few more last-minute checks, you all head out the door. You buckle Ye Joon into his car seat, and Jihyun gives him a quick kiss on the forehead. “Drive safe,” she says as she waves you off. With a smile, you start the car, Ye Joon happily chatting in the backseat as you head off to drop him at school.

As you pull up to Ye Joon’s school, the morning sun casts a soft glow over the playground. You park the car and help Ye Joon out of his seat, smoothing down his hair as he grabs his backpack. “Alright, sunshine,” you say with a smile, kneeling down to his level. “Be good today, listen to your teachers, and have fun at practice later, okay?”“Okay, Mama!” Ye Joon says with a big grin. He gives you a quick hug, and you kiss the top of his head before standing up. Just as you’re about to turn back to the car, you feel a familiar presence nearby. Your eyes catch a glimpse of someone in the distance—Yunho, standing by his car, watching you and Ye Joon with a thoughtful expression on his face. For a brief moment, your eyes meet, and you feel a wave of emotions rush over you. You quickly turn your attention back to Ye Joon, making sure he’s all set for the day. “Alright, off you go! I’ll see you later.” “Bye, Mama!” Ye Joon waves enthusiastically before running towards the school entrance, joining his friends. As you watch him go, you can’t help but feel Yunho’s gaze still on you. You take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself, and head back to your car. Before you get in, you glance in Yunho’s direction one last time. He’s still standing there, his expression unreadable, but there’s a hint of something in his eyes—something you can’t quite place. With a final sigh, you get into the car and drive away, the encounter lingering in your mind as you make your way to work.

YUNHO POV

Yunho leaned against his car, watching as you and Ye Joon shared your morning goodbyes. The sight of you both together brought a strange, unfamiliar feeling to the surface—a mixture of nostalgia and longing that he hadn’t anticipated. He hadn’t meant to arrive this early, but seeing you and Ye Joon from a distance made him pause. He watched the way you knelt down to Ye Joon’s level, the way you smoothed his hair and smiled so gently. It was clear how much you cared for your son—your son. That realization still hit him in waves. As you looked up, your eyes met his, and for a moment, the world seemed to still. There was something in your gaze—surprise, maybe, but also something deeper, something that mirrored the uncertainty he felt. Yunho couldn’t help but wonder about the life you had built since you last saw each other. The last few weeks had been a whirlwind of memories and emotions for him, being so close to you again. And now, seeing you with your son—your son, but a son who had his eyes, his expressions—it made everything feel even more complicated. As Ye Joon ran off to join his friends, Yunho found himself lingering, his eyes tracing every detail of the moment. When you turned back to your car, he almost expected you to walk over to him, to say something, but you didn’t. You just glanced his way again—briefly, almost hesitantly—before driving off. He stood there for a few more moments, trying to sort through his tangled thoughts. There were too many questions, too many things left unsaid. He wanted to ask you everything, but he wasn’t sure if he was ready to hear the answers. With a sigh, Yunho finally turned away and headed inside, but the image of you and Ye Joon stayed with him, a constant reminder that maybe, just maybe, this wasn’t as simple as he had thought.

Yunho and Wooyoung met early at a café near the practice field. Yunho had hoped for a quiet start to the day, but Wooyoung, as always, was full of energy and ideas. “Okay, hear me out,” Wooyoung started, barely giving Yunho time to sip his coffee. “What if she’s dating a super-secret agent? You know, like in those spy movies where the dad doesn’t even know his own son?” Yunho rolled his eyes, but there was a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “You really can’t let this go, can you?” “Hey, I’m just saying! It’s a possibility!” Wooyoung grinned. “Maybe that’s why we never see her with anyone—he’s undercover!” Yunho shook his head, trying to hide his amusement. “I think you’ve been watching too many movies, Woo.” “But think about it! You never know what people are hiding,” Wooyoung insisted, leaning across the table, eyes wide with excitement. “And she’s so calm and collected—she has to be hiding something big!”

Yunho raised an eyebrow. “Or maybe she’s just focused on being a good mom. Not everything is a conspiracy. Wooyoung leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “Fine, fine. But I still think there’s something more to her story.” By the time they arrived at the field for practice, Wooyoung was still talking. Yunho had long since stopped trying to reason with him, letting his friend ramble on about all the wild theories he could come up with. “Or what if she’s actually a famous singer who went into hiding after a scandal?” Wooyoung suggested as they unloaded the equipment from the car. Yunho laughed, shaking his head. “You’re unbelievable.” “What? It could happen!” Wooyoung shot back, grinning. “I’m just trying to make sense of it all. Yunho paused, the smile fading slightly as he thought about what Wooyoung had said. “Or maybe… she’s just trying to protect her son. Maybe the real story isn’t so dramatic.” Wooyoung glanced at him, his expression softening. “Yeah… Maybe. But still, it’s fun to think about, right?” Yunho nodded, though his thoughts were elsewhere. He hadn’t realized just how much he’d missed this—the normal, everyday moments, the camaraderie, even the silly conversations. But there was also a weight in his chest, a growing curiosity about the life you had built without him. Practice went by smoothly, with Yunho and Wooyoung working together to guide the team. Yunho was in his element, offering tips and encouragement to the young players, but every now and then, his gaze would drift toward the bleachers, half-expecting to see you there, watching over Ye Joon. Wooyoung noticed. Of course, he did. “Still thinking about her?” he teased during a break. Yunho sighed. “It’s hard not to.” “You know, if you want to know the truth, you could just ask her,” Wooyoung said, surprisingly serious for once. Yunho looked at him, considering it. “Yeah… Maybe I should.” But for now, he pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the kids and the game. As much as he wanted answers, he knew that some things couldn’t be rushed. By the time practice wrapped up, Wooyoung was back to his old self, throwing out another wild theory as they packed up the equipment. Yunho just smiled, shaking his head. Even if Wooyoung was relentless, he had to admit that his friend’s antics helped keep his mind off the more complicated emotions swirling inside him. As they walked off the field, Yunho glanced back one last time, wondering what tomorrow would bring—and whether he’d finally have the courage to ask you the questions that had been weighing on his mind. Wooyoung wasn’t done yet. After most of the kids had been picked up, Wooyoung noticed Ye Joon lingering by the dugout, waiting for you to arrive. He took the opportunity to satisfy his curiosity. He crouched down next to Ye Joon, putting on his friendliest smile. “Hey, Ye Joon. Can I ask you something?” Wooyoung began, glancing around as if to make sure no one else was listening. “Where’s your dad? Does he ever come to watch you play?” Ye Joon paused, considering the question. Then, with a mischievous glint in his eye, he put his index finger to his lips and whispered, “He’s a secret!” Before Wooyoung could press further, Ye Joon giggled and ran off to join his friends, leaving Wooyoung scratching his head. “Well, that didn’t help at all,” Wooyoung muttered, standing up just as your car pulled into the lot. Ye Joon spotted you and waved enthusiastically before running over to you. You greeted him with a warm smile, helping him into the car and handing him his favorite snack. Yunho and Wooyoung watched from a distance as you exchanged a few words with Ye Joon before turning toward the coaches. You nodded politely at them, your eyes meeting Yunho’s for a brief moment. There was something in his gaze—questions, maybe? Or perhaps memories of a time long past. You quickly looked away, focusing on helping Ye Joon with his seatbelt. As you drove off, Yunho couldn’t shake the feeling that there was so much more he needed to know, not just about Ye Joon but about you too.

Yunho headed home after practice, the evening’s activities lingering in his mind. After a long day of coaching, he felt the exhaustion settle in, but there was also a restlessness that he couldn’t quite shake. He stepped into the shower, letting the warm water wash away the day’s grime. Yet, no matter how hard he tried to focus on the simple act of cleaning up, his thoughts kept drifting back to you. The memories of the past, the curiosity about your present life, and the undeniable connection that seemed to still linger between you—it all swirled together, refusing to be ignored. As he dried off and got dressed, the quiet of his apartment only amplified the thoughts in his head. He sat down to eat a simple dinner, but the food didn’t hold his attention. His mind was elsewhere, wondering about the life you had built and how you seemed to be managing everything on your own. Finishing his meal, Yunho moved to his bedroom. The bed felt too big, too empty. As he lay there, staring at the ceiling, the questions he had pushed aside earlier came rushing back. Why had you left? What had kept you away all these years? And who was Ye Joon’s father? But more than anything, he found himself missing you. The way you used to laugh, the way you’d brighten up a room just by being in it. He missed the simple moments you shared, the conversations that flowed easily, and the way you made him feel whole. The weight of the unanswered questions, coupled with the lingering emotions, made it hard to fall asleep. But eventually, the exhaustion won out, and Yunho drifted off, your face the last thing on his mind before he succumbed to the pull of sleep.

Y/N POV

As you drifted off to sleep, the weight of the day and your swirling thoughts began to blend into a restless slumber. Despite the confusion and emotional turmoil, there was a small sense of comfort in knowing that you were not alone in your thoughts—that Yunho, too, was grappling with his own questions and emotions. In the quiet of the night, as you finally succumbed to sleep, you hoped for clarity and resolution. The uncertainty about the future and the unresolved feelings from the past were there, but you knew that life had a way of unfolding in unexpected ways. With one last thought of Yunho, you fell into a deep sleep, hoping that whatever tomorrow might bring, it would offer some answers or, at the very least, a sense of peace amidst the chaos of your heart. As you drifted off to sleep, the weight of the day and your swirling thoughts began to blend into a restless slumber. Despite the confusion and emotional turmoil, there was a small sense of comfort in knowing that you were not alone in your thoughts—that Yunho, too, was grappling with his own questions and emotions. In the quiet of the night, the sound of your steady breathing was a soothing reminder that some things, like the love you once shared, still held a place in your heart. You clung to the hope that the future might bring answers or at least some clarity to the tangled web of your past. The uncertainty about what would happen next loomed large, but you resolved to face it with the strength you had cultivated over the years. As you sank deeper into your pillow, you imagined a future where the pieces of your life might fall into place, and where old wounds could begin to heal. With one last thought of Yunho, you fell into a deep sleep, hoping that whatever tomorrow might bring, it would offer some resolution or, at the very least, a sense of peace amidst the chaos of your heart. The night wrapped you in its quiet embrace, offering a brief respite from the whirlwind of emotions and thoughts that had consumed you.

Date: July 12, 2016 before the break up

You and Yunho strolled hand-in-hand along a quiet beach, the sun setting in a fiery orange sky. The cool breeze from the ocean was a gentle caress against your skin as you laughed together, sharing secrets and dreams. Yunho had surprised you with a picnic dinner under the stars, the simple but perfect evening filled with light-hearted chatter and stolen glances. He had looked at you then with such earnestness, his eyes full of love and promise. You had felt invincible, as if nothing could ever come between you. As you sat close on a blanket, the world felt impossibly right, and you believed that your future together was secure and bright.

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