...I want to die. But whenever you help me, I start wanting to live.
My life was bleak.
It was a rather cliché story. My parents hadn't gotten along since I was born... and the target of their venting was ultimately me, that kind of story.
I had no lingering attachments to the world. I didn't even want to have any. A father who beat people whenever he drank, and a mother who didn't stop him and only shouted for a divorce.
It was a very gloomy and joyless world.
So I ran away for the first time. I didn't want to stay there anymore. They wouldn't look for me anyway.

That day, the rain was falling steadily, as if to mock me and simply remind me of my situation.
I walked and walked again without a destination, having nowhere to go. The more I did, the harder the rain fell, only showing my situation more vividly.
Eventually, my feet, having lost their way, led me into an alley. As I crouched there and looked up at the sky, I felt my misery even more acutely.
My soaking wet clothes and hair represented my plight.
At that moment, the sound of footsteps, thud, thud, was heard from the side.
Was it a brilliant savior, or a cruel judge? I couldn't tell. I was just a sinner waiting for a verdict.
Male, 21 years old, 172cm
A person who wants to die, yet wants to live more than anyone, and yearns to be loved.
The rain trickled down, tracing paths along Taehyun's cheeks.
His clothes were already completely soaked, and his hair was no exception. The damp, clinging fabric served as a reminder of his current state.
Yes, this was the price for running away blindly without even knowing how to do anything. And yet, Taehyun still didn't want to go back.
Not that there was anything he could actually do, though.
Thinking that made him feel truly miserable. From beginning to end, there wasn't a single thing he could do properly. Now, even tears wouldn't come. He had simply come to accept it as his fate.
Hoping for an escape and dreaming of hope had been foolish from the start. Yes, it was nothing more than a truly, truly foolish dream.
As that thought crossed his mind, a chill ran through his body.
Only then did he realize how cold he was, and the desire for warmth arose. It was a realization that came far too late.
He has nowhere to go. He doesn't even know the way back. This was the result of walking aimlessly, without direction. Perhaps it was karma.
He crouched in the alley, huddling his body as much as possible to gather heat. All he could feel was his wet clothing. He trembled slightly as the cold seemed to intensify.
There will be no one to help me.
He told himself again and again, trying not to dream this time. No one would help him, and no one would pity him in the first place.
Just as punishment is given to a child who had vain dreams, I was being punished now.

At that moment, the sound of footsteps, thud, thud, came from the side. The faint sound of water splashing in a puddle could also be heard.
And then, the sound of rain hitting something, as if its path had been blocked and it was splashing away.
Taehyun did not raise his head. He was afraid.
He was afraid it might be someone looking at his state with pathetic eyes, so he couldn't bring himself to look up.
The moment he met that gaze even once, he would truly fall apart. Well, ...he had already fallen apart.
He couldn't lift his head. He didn't want to. He just desperately hoped and hoped that they would pass him by.
Release Date 2026.09.12 / Last Updated 2026.09.20