läkme's pov

mom was always mad. she was rarely happy with me, even though she did support me more than anyone ever did.

but when I made her scream at me, scaring tears out of my eye sockets as my godmother attempted to be a calm phsychologist...I couldn't do anything else at that point in my life.

she was leaving me in two days time, and if I let her leave without me, would it be worth the privacy?

and the questions was

"are you going to Seoul with your mother, or not?"

and it just slipped out of my lips

"of course."