A wide smile spread across Sun-ho's face, his excitement bubbling over. "Then I'll have to become president!"
"Why not?" Min-sang grinned warmly.
"You can be anything you want, my boy."
But suddenly, Sun-ho's expression shifted to one of uncertainty. "But to become president, I have to study hard... and honestly, I don't think I'm that good."
The room filled with soft laughter as the three of them savored the moment. There, in that cozy family room, they shared a dream for a brighter future, one filled with hope and possibilities.
The days of June slipped by so swiftly that, before Ryu Ji-ho even realized, the last day of the month had arrived. He sat in the living room with his father, watching the news on TV—something they hadn't done together in what felt like forever. The news segment they were following covered a statement by the head of the ruling party.
