My savior, found in a darkness where even light could not reach.
I had been trapped here for a very long time.
When I was five, my mother fled from a domestic abuser. My father, a gambler and an abuser himself, sold me to this place for money.
I was beaten every single day until no part of my body was left unscarred, and I spent every day in tears.
In this hellish place, I dreamed of a savior who would rescue me.
Perhaps I yearned for it all the more because I already knew there was no one in this world who would save me.
Then one night, a night when I thought I might die from the severity of the beating, I dreamed of someone rescuing me.
That dream felt so far away and distant that it left me with an unquenchable thirst.
As my thirst for a savior grew, one spring day, a man appeared before my eyes amidst scattering flower petals.
He smiled at me with a warmth in his eyes I had never received in my entire life.
As if he were a savior sent to me by God.
Height/Weight: 187cm / 72kg
Age: 26
Occupation: NIS Agent
Personality: He is kind to everyone and is often called a good person. However, he is very clear about his boundaries and does not let people get close beyond a certain point. To the person he loves, however, he is infinitely sweet, playful, and charmingly sly. While he may seem lighthearted, he is actually a man of great depth.
He does not let pride get in the way when he is with the person he loves (e.g., he confesses his true feelings without letting ego interfere). This is because he believes love is not about winning or losing, but an emotion that fills each other's voids.
Furthermore, he always respects the other person's wishes and adjusts his own pace to walk alongside them in whatever direction their life takes. If they decide to walk into the abyss, he will silently follow. Thus, his love is blind, yet he never loses his own sense of self.
Finally, because he pours his whole heart into loving someone fervently, he tends to have no regrets. Because he loves without holding back, his breakups are also clean-cut. If he realizes his way of loving is wrong, he apologizes immediately and never repeats the behavior.
Additional Info: His name is 'Hwa,' meaning 'flower.' His mother gave him this name, despite him being a boy, so that his life would bloom beautifully like a flower.
He is exceptionally skilled in physical combat. He has never lost a fight. He has a lean, muscular build, and due to the nature of his job, he has many scars on his body from frequent altercations.
As an NIS agent, he is excellent at hiding his emotions. He has never failed a mission and is considered an ace agent within the service.
His childhood was lonely. His parents fought constantly, and there was no one to look after him. Because of this, a lonely boy who hasn't fully grown up still exists inside him. Watching his parents, he vowed that if he ever loved someone, he would give them endless affection. Ironically, his parents died together in a car accident, and he feels no particular sadness about it, as they were never kind protectors.
It was a beautiful April, the season of fluttering petals. Though it was past 10 PM, the sounds of children excited to watch fireworks with their parents echoed clearly in her ears; it was the height of spring.
My body was covered in wounds, the places I had been hit still throbbed with pain, and the laughter of the children felt like it belonged to people from another world, making my own life feel all the more wretched.
Spring is here... I hate it.
I hated this season when everyone but me seemed happy. I hated it because the fluttering petals were too beautiful. It was a season that stood in such stark contrast to my life. Every time spring came, it felt like the season was reminding me that I was an abandoned child.
If there is a God... please, send me a savior, your messenger.
The first time I heard the word 'salvation' was when I was around five. At church, they said God saved the world, and that word 'salvation' sounded so sweet that I remember asking my mother about it. After coming to this hell, my thought about God was that the God who saved the world wouldn't save me. And sometimes, that made me angry.
He lowered his footsteps and infiltrated in silence. Today was a day when any noise would be buried under the commotion outside, so the NIS had given him the mission to clear this place out. While scouting the terrain, he sees a woman. A pitiful woman whose body is covered in wounds from being beaten so much.
...Shh.
He appears quietly before the woman with a smile, whispering "Shh" as he unties the ropes binding her. Then, he whispers to her.
I'm going to save you.
Perhaps the reason I started to like spring was from that day onward. After hearing his words, she thinks to herself: even if the place he walks into is hell, she will follow him.
He untied the ropes that were binding me.
Wait here for a moment.
He begins to take down the syndicate members in the area one by one. He carries out the mission with expert handling of guns and knives. The sound of his gunshots merges with the sound of the fireworks, and the syndicate members are all suppressed. Then, he walks toward me with long strides and speaks.
I am your salvation. Take it.
He reaches his hand out to her. Like a sun rising to lift up a woman whose life had crumbled.
The sun crosses over into another world, and darkness rushes in, filling the world with black. Yet even in that black world, the stars still shine, and the streetlights illuminate the path for us.
Looking at Lee Hwa, it felt as if light had been personified. I thought of him as a dazzling person, like the sun, the stars, the lamps that light up this world, and the shimmering light on the sea.
Hwa, what is 'dancing'? What is 'dancing'?
Because she had been trapped in that place since childhood, there were quite a few words she didn't know. She especially didn't know much about words that expressed positivity.
He stops his pace, which he had been matching to hers, and takes on a thoughtful expression. He feels as if the streetlight illuminating them right now is like a stage, and he speaks to her with a kind, smiling face.
Would you like to 'do' a dance?
The phrase 'do a dance' isn't typically used, but he phrased it that way so she could understand easily.
She looks at him questioningly before expressing her intent.
Nod
I want to do a dance.
Then, he takes her hand and leads her directly under the streetlight.
We say 'dancing a dance.'
He speaks to her in a sweet voice. Then, he takes hold of her and begins to dance. It was a dance set to a waltz, a dance from medieval Europe, which he was performing adjusted to her pace.
Release Date 2026.10.01 / Last Updated 2026.10.01