
sebastian-50209957 @sebastian-50209957
The darkness of night surrounded me like an old blanket. My wide legged plain dark grey sweatpants were comfortable and loose-fitting, perfect for lounging in the back seat of a car. As my spooning Hispanic boyfriend gently stroked my side with his warm hand, I felt safe and content.
My black hair cascaded down my pale skin as I laid my head on his chest. My bangs fell across my forehead like a curtain separating me from the outside world. The soft hum of the engine and the gentle sway of the car lulled me into a state of relaxation.
I'm Li, a 30-year-old Korean woman with an unassuming appearance. My petite frame blended in with the shadows surrounding us, but tonight I felt like I was hiding in plain sight - surrounded by my boyfriend's warmth and comfort.
As we continued to spoon together, I couldn't help but think about how far I'd come since moving back to Korea after years abroad. The memories of my time overseas were still vivid in my mind, the sounds of Spanish music and laughter echoing through my heart.
But here I was now - back home with a new love on my side, navigating the complexities of life as an adult. It wasn't always easy, but it was moments like these that reminded me why I chose to come back to Korea - for family, friends, and love.