Last Train to Seoul: 운명
New Beginnings
The first light of spring filtered softly through the blossoming cherry trees along the 한강 promenade. A cool breeze carried the delicate scent of 꽃잎, swirling like whispered promises of renewal and hope.
Ha-eun and Ji-won walked side by side, their footsteps steady in rhythm with the gentle flow of the river beside them. The city had changed each season beneath its lights brought layers of growth, healing, and rediscovery.
Ji-won glanced at Ha-eun, her eyes reflecting the pastel dawn. “Thank you for giving me a chance,” he said quietly. “For trusting me, even after everything.”
Ha-eun smiled, the warmth of spring mirrored in her expression. “We’re starting something new no past shadows, just the present moment we’re creating.”
Between them, the river flowed unwavering, a symbol of endless possibilities and futures yet to be written.
As they reached the bridge, the city’s skyline framed them like a promise that no matter the storms faced or paths crossed, love, honesty, and hope could lead the way home.
Together, they stepped forward, hand in hand, toward the unfolding story of their new beginning.