Snowdrop II Heehoon FF

01

Sunghoon had never known the feeling of true happiness. His entire life had been a waking nightmare, a bleak existence filled with empty spaces where warmth should have been. No family to comfort him, no friends to confide in. Just silence.

He was always alone.

Being naturally introverted, making friends was never easy. So he didn't. And nobody seemed to care enough to try. Over time, his heart hardened, a coldness creeping in where warmth once lived.

Emotionally numb, he drifted through life with little attachment to anything or anyone—until one day, something changed. Something stirred inside him. He found something he loved.

Ice skating.

Ice skating wasn't just a hobby or a sport to Sunghoon—it was his salvation, his confidant, the one thing that gave him peace. It became his best friend. The rink was a place where he could breathe, where time stopped, and for a brief moment, the world felt manageable.

Family? His mother died the day he was born. As for his father, he was no father at all—just a ghost of a man whose only interest was the bottle. Sunghoon was nothing more than a target for his father's cruel jests, an outlet for his frustration. The image of a loving, responsible father like the ones in books? That was just a fantasy.

The only person Sunghoon ever looked up to was his sister, Park Yeji.

But even the solace of having her wasn't enough to drown out the suffocating darkness at home. His father's abuse had reached a tipping point. The pain, the hatred—it was unbearable. One night, Sunghoon snapped.

Flashback | 5 years ago

Sunghoon burst out of the house that had caged him for so many years, heart pounding, lungs burning. He was finally free. Yet, if someone had asked how he felt at that moment, there was only one word he could grasp: lost.

Everything from the last few minutes felt like shards of a dream—fragments of a nightmare pieced together after waking. Where would he go? What would happen to him now?

For 14 years, he had been like a bird trapped in a cage, singing a sad tune, yearning for freedom. But now, released into the world, he didn't know where to go. The open sky was unfamiliar and vast.

Instinct kicked in. He reached into his pocket, his fingers trembling as he dialed the only number he knew by heart. His sister.

"Yeji noona, I did it. I escaped."

Yeji had been waiting for this moment. Without hesitation, she welcomed him into her home. And that's where he's been for the last five years, sheltered in her condo—a sanctuary from the storm of his past.

Now, Sunghoon's life is quieter. His sister, with her stable job, supports them both. He's about to start his first year of college. But even though five years have passed, nothing has really changed within him. He remains cold, distant. Ice skating is still his only friend. And once again, he's about to face the world—alone.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

This is my first time writing a book, I am still thirteen. Please don't judge me TT.