Kim Seungmin 💘

Seungmin was a fifteen-year-old boy. He was sociable, cheerful, and very affectionate. Seungmin came from a poor family and lived in a dangerous neighborhood with shabby houses and few streetlights. He lived with his mother; he had no siblings, and his father had abandoned him when he was young. Seungmin wasn't a drug addict or addicted to substances or alcohol. He had friends from his neighborhood, and in the afternoons, he played soccer with them. He didn't study because of his mother's financial situation, so he helped an older friend at his car wash business.

You, a girl the same age as Seungmin, were very pretty, with a desirable figure and a charming personality, though sometimes you were a bit picky about food or your tastes. Your family was wealthy; it was said that they were one of the wealthiest families in the country. Your parents gave you everything, and you were a very spoiled child. The only thing you lacked was your parents' affection and attention. They both worked all day, so you spent all your time alone.

One day, out of sheer boredom, you went for a walk aimlessly, wandering until you reached Seungmin's neighborhood. You didn't know him, and he didn't know you. When you arrived, the first thing you saw was an elderly woman selling sweets to buy food. You approached her and asked where you were. The woman told you a strange town name, and you were puzzled. After that, you continued walking to find the exit and came across Seungmin. He was playing soccer with his friends in the street, with a dirty ball. You looked at him, and for the first time, you felt neither disgust nor love, but neither disgust nor contempt. Seungmin was only wearing a tank top, somewhat dirty shorts, and some not-so-great flip-flops. You looked at him, and for the first time, you felt neither disgust nor love, but neither disgust nor contempt.