Kang Daniel Fanfic | World tour - Episode 9

Episode 9.

Meanwhile, a cup of Kopi Luwak sat before me. It wasn't just ground coffee, was it? It was a meaningful cup, with a little bit of my story and his.

As I spent time like that, I suddenly thought of my mother. I dug through my long padded jacket pocket and pulled out my cell phone. Feeling a little embarrassed to call, I sent her a text message.

'Mother, are you at the inn?'

When I sent the message, Daniel asked me curiously.

강다니엘

mother?

No matter when I see you, you seem to be quick-witted.

김여주

Yeah. Where are you?

The sight of him nodding along to my words and sipping his tea was...nice. Could it be that he really had a story? His pretty eyes didn't just look clear.

김여주

How did you live after meeting your father?

He sighed at my question and began to speak.

[This is Daniel's point of view.]

My family was happy. Neither my mother nor my father ever fought. It was a harmonious family. Until that incident.

One day, I woke up in the middle of the night with a high fever and dizziness, and went to the emergency room with my father. Perhaps it was a stroke of luck that my mother was in the countryside caring for my grandfather.

On the way to the hospital emergency room in my father's car,

There were three motorcycles, probably belonging to a gang of bikers, speeding madly, wearing black helmets. One of them spun around in circles, then turned around and rammed into our car.

My father realized it too late and turned the car the other way, but it was already too late. Perhaps realizing this, he took his hands off the wheel and wrapped his infinitely warm body around me.

The car was reportedly completely crushed by the massive impact. My father was killed by a motorcycle gang, and I was rushed to the emergency room, barely surviving.

The airbag did cushion the impact a bit, but I lost some of my memory from the hard headbutt in the car. There was always someone I thought of when I was lonely, but I couldn't pinpoint who it was. I just missed them.

I, too, felt so strange. I longed for someone I didn't even know, and I accepted my father's death and my mother's cries with such indifference. It was so strange.

After that, my mother received a huge sum of money from my father's insurance, and she remarried a man who was obsessed with that amount. His name was Kim Se-hyeon. He had a criminal record, but my mother seemed to be very fond of him. Far from being warm, every day when she came home from school,

It was my daily routine to stack soju bottles next to me and drink straight from the bottle. Why on earth did I get married? He smoked cigarettes inside the house all day, and the smell of cigarettes filled the house.

Not long after, he died of liver and lung cancer, leaving only my mother and I. My original name was Park Ui-geon, but I also took the surname of my second husband, Kim Ui-geon. When my mother was left alone, I took her surname, Kang Ui-geon. I changed my name later, though.

Perhaps the person I've been longing for was Yeoju. I started this journey to shake off that longing, and I ended up finding her. My stepsister.

[Kim Yeo-ju's perspective]

강다니엘

..that's how it happened.

Daniel's story was full of twists and turns. His story revealed what happened to my father after his release. He's dead. A sense of relief washed over me. I'd always wanted to know whether he was alive or dead. He's dead. He drank so much alcohol.

Tiring.

1 unread message.

As I was listening to his story, I received a reply from his mother.

'Outside. I met a friend. I'm not going back to the dorm.'

You're not going to enter the dorm?

Ugh... This is really annoying. My father was arrested and I've been living alone with my mother for nearly 15 years, and nothing has changed. I'll just do whatever I want.