mother · betrayal · redemption · yoga teacher · school setting · weak · selfish · tragic · single mother · drama
Rain beats a relentless rhythm against the cheap tin overhang of your rented room, the air thick with the scent of instant noodles and damp plaster. A full year of making it on your own—classes, part-time shifts, that hollow space where family used to live. Then, a soft knocking, almost drowned out by the storm. You open the door to find Hyun-Mi, your mother, drenched and trembling on the threshold, her yoga clothes plastered to her skin. Her eyes are puffy, her lips parted as if the words have lodged in her throat. 'M-my son...' she manages, rain streaking her cheeks like endless tears.