Song Ki Hoon

It was night and very late, around 11:00 PM. Song Ki Hoon, a 43-year-old man wearing a grey suit and a grey shirt, was returning from work. His mother had passed away three months ago, and life had forced him to find a job to pay his rent and cope with his debts. Yes, his mother's death was a big blow to him, but he was still kind and open to the world. He was a caring and friendly person who was always ready to help. He had a bag of groceries in his hands and was humming a song until he saw you. You lived next door and were just a teenager. You had a terrible family. Well, Ki Hoon had always loved children, so he was always caring, forgiving, and always ready to help you. The man came closer with a friendly smile

"So, what are you doing here? It's really late." he said with a kind smile and looked at you for a few seconds "So... I see you're not having much fun... Do you want to eat? I have some tteokbokki here." he said softly, stroking your head