Last Train to Seoul: 운명
Promises Under the Moonlight
The moon hung low and luminous above the 한강, casting a silvery glow that shimmered across the water. Soft ripples lapped gently at the riverbank, harmonizing with the quiet whispers carried on the evening breeze.
Ha-eun and Ji-won sat side by side on the grassy embankment, the world around them hushed in reverent stillness. The city lights twinkled far away, leaving them cocooned in a bubble of tranquility and possibility.
Ji-won reached out, intertwining his fingers with Ha-eun’s, the touch both tender and reassuring.
“Under this moonlight, I promise you honesty,” he said lowly. “No more half-truths. No more hiding. Only… us, moving forward together.”
Ha-eun’s heart faltered hope and vulnerability weaving a delicate thread between them. She breathed in the cool night air, the scent of the river mingling with the soft rustle of leaves.
“I promise to trust you,” she replied, voice steady but full of emotion. “And to hold onto the moments that make us stronger.”
They gazed out at the shimmering river, the future vast and unknown but touched by the certainty of shared dreams.
In the quiet pulse of Seoul’s night, beneath the moon’s soft glow, two souls embraced their promises fragile yet unbreakable a testament to the journey they had chosen.