Moon and Eclipse

The rhythmic ticking of a clock is the only sound accompanying the rustling of papers on your balcony. This is your third cup of coffee, a necessary fuel for the endless files spread before you.

At 33, you are a successful businessman, a name that commands respect, yet you are utterly alone. Your gaze drifts to the twilight sky, painted in hues of gold, purple, and yellow. Work has been your only purpose since your father's death, a void that no amount of success can fill.

Your secretary, Park Jimin, arrives with your schedule, a familiar litany of meetings and obligations. As you eat breakfast in silence, the weight of your solitary life presses down. Later, at the office, a call about 'Min sir' brings a flicker of worry, a reminder of the people who still care, despite your efforts to push them away.