Winter Garden

'''Introduction to the Work: She was a woman. To Su-un, she was no longer a child, but a woman. He didn't want to admit it. He had been turning away from it all along. He reached out and brushed her red lips. The breath that regularly touched his fingertips was faint, pitifully so. At times, he had the unreal thought that she might scatter into the air. The moment he yielded to this emotion rising in his heart, wasn't that when the decision was made...? If he couldn't guarantee an ordinary, happy future, he shouldn't shake this unhappy child. 'Kim In-hoo. Are you the kind of person who can love someone?' In the end, he had no choice but to suppress the intense desire to taste those soft...