Evil Deed

“Sa, San-ha….” Seo Woo-young pleaded as if begging for his life. “If you keep doing this, people will misunderstand. This isn't right. It's a bad thing….” The joy of being recognized as a father and the guilt of doing something a father should never do. Two completely opposing emotions marbled discordantly within his heart, spreading throughout his entire body. He wanted to run away. At that moment, San-ha gave a beaming smile and pulled on Seo Woo-young’s hand. “Dad, we have to go home.”