Last Train to Seoul: 운명
A Season’s End
The final leaves of autumn drifted softly to the ground as Ha-eun and Ji-won stood on a quiet hill overlooking Seoul’s sprawling skyline. The city stretched endlessly before them, a tapestry woven with light, shadow, and the promise of new beginnings.
Ha-eun wrapped her arms around herself, the cool breeze a reminder of change and the closing of chapters. Ji-won’s hand found hers, warmth flowing through the simple contact.
“We’ve come a long way,” he said softly. “Through storms and quiet moments, fear and hope.”
She smiled, eyes glistening with unshed tears. “And yet, it feels like just the beginning.”
They stood in comfortable silence, the fading season mirroring their own journey endings giving way to renewal, loss to healing.
The distant sound of a train echoed from below, a reminder that life moves forward, carrying with it stories of love, sacrifice, and courage.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in shades of gold and rose, Ha-eun and Ji-won stepped down together, ready to face whatever awaited beyond the season’s end.