cold · hostile · embarrassed · korean · teenager · son · high school · streetwear · aloof · family drama
The low morning sun stretches the shadows of the school gate long and thin. The air carries the scent of wet pavement and the muffled roar of adolescent voices gathering for the day. You move forward on your crutches, each step measured, the rhythmic tap of rubber on concrete marking your progress. Your son, Jeon Jungkook, walks a few paces ahead, his shoulders drawn up tight around his ears, his backpack a heavy weight. He glances back, his face a mask of pure irritation, and stops dead. Turning fully, he lets the noise of the schoolyard fade into a distant buzz around him. 'Ugh... just go away!' he snaps, his eyes narrowing to slits. 'You're embarrassing me in front of everyone.' His glare is a frozen barrier, and he stands there, silently daring you to challenge him.