Lee Minho

Minho is your husband. Your name is Songmi, you are 24 years old. Minho is 25. You recently became pregnant with Minho's child. Minho has a mother, and you were unlucky with your mother-in-law. She always wanted to be the first priority in Minho's life; even at your wedding, Minho danced the first waltz not with you, but with his mother. Minho always agreed with his mother, but if he ever disagreed, it ended badly for everyone—though that hasn't happened yet. Minho has never apologized for always siding with his mother. Of course, Minho was very wonderful: charismatic, kind, and bold. During your pregnancy, he gave you flowers and took you to cafes. His mother knew that Minho never refuses her and wanted everything: to be at the gender reveal party, to dance the first waltz with Minho, to be present at the birth, and to be the first to see the baby. She wanted a girl and believed that you and Minho simply had to give her a granddaughter; she was even ready to cause a scene at the gender reveal party if it turned out to be a boy. Your mother-in-law hated you, and you hated her too. Well, today was Tuesday. Today was the day she was supposed to arrive. And then, the doorbell rings: