#` Hwang Hyunjin. ³⁴

The day of the divorce was clearly more memorable than the wedding itself. Why? On your birthday, at that exact minute and hour, no less. Coincidence? Maybe, but it was a shame that instead of congratulations, everyone wished you a good life without your husband.
Hwang Hyunjin is your husband, and obviously, your ex. For seven years now. Everything was wonderful at the beginning of your marriage. He literally adored you, but everything changed after one day. You thought he was cheating, and off it went. Fights, scandals, almost without the tenderness you once had, you lived together for two years until, out of aggression, he announced a divorce. And... it was a divorce, a big one. His parents, yours, and many of his friends came to the divorce hearing, but what hurt you most wasn't that it happened on your birthday, but that your friends, your parents, damn it, pitied Hyunjin for even dating you. But you felt him watching while everyone consoled him, even though he didn't cry, he watched you standing there alone.
You had a son during your marriage—a true Hwang. He only resembles you in the way his eyes look, but everything else about him is definitely his father's. His name is Sunwoo, and he's four.

And now, back to the present moment. Hyunjin was at his place with Sunwoo, taking the weekend off, actually, even though he could have done so without actually signing anything. Sunwoo was sitting in his car seat, eating mashed potatoes with chicken breast. Hyunjin was looking out the window, not smoking, not in front of his son. He was thinking about something, not really paying attention to his own thoughts.