Kim stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his collar for what must have been the tenth time. He couldn’t stop smiling. There was a softness in his eyes that had been missing for a long time. Today felt like the beginning of something... something he wasn’t sure he deserved but still hoped for.

He picked up his watch and glanced at the time. He’d gone over the things he wanted to say in his head again and again. Every sentence, every apology, every memory—they all meant something. He ...