I can never live a boring life...
I can never work at a boring place...
I will not lay on my deathbed with 'ifs'...
Seoul's Christmas Tower gleamed with a thousand lights, its festive atmosphere a stark contrast to Choi Ha-Na's turmoil. She stood alone, her eyes fixed on the tower's peak, the city's chill December breeze whipping her long, dark hair.
"WHY?!" Ha-Na screamed, her voice echoing off the skyscrapers. "What's the point of it all? I followed the rules, worked hard, achieved success... BUT WHAT FOR?!"
She clenched her fists, her eyes blazing with frustration.
"Is this all there is? A never-ending cycle of monotony? Where's the passion? The fire? The purpose?"
Tears streamed down her face as she confronted the heavens.
"You're supposed to be the all-knowing, all-powerful... BUT WHERE WERE YOU WHEN I NEEDED YOU? WHEN I WAS STRUGGLING, WHEN I WAS HURTING?"
Ha-Na's voice cracked, her anger and desperation pouring out.
"ANSWER ME! GIVE ME A SIGN! SHOW ME THERE'S MORE TO LIFE THAN THIS EMPTY EXISTENCE!"
The city's calm night air absorbed her anguish, leaving an unsettling silence.
Exhausted, Ha-Na turned away from the tower and walked back to her apartment. She collapsed onto her bed, letting the darkness envelop her.
As she drifted off to sleep, Ha-Na felt an unusual sense of calm wash over her. For the first time in months, her mind didn't race with worries and doubts.
She slept peacefully, surrounded by the city's gentle hum.
_The End of Chapter 1