The next morning, around ten Tae, entered her classroom calling her out after speaking to the lecturer. He was very agitated and insisted she went home with him. Then holding her hand, he asked her to sit down saying he had some important news to give her. And when she refused to, no matter how much coaxing he tried he just blurted out, “Your dad isn’t dead. He’s alive. Here, in Seoul.”
When she didn’t utter a word but just stared at him, he grabbed her in a tight embrace and continued.
“But he needs surgery.”
The impact of his words didn’t hit her immediately for she was blindsided by his touch. She only felt peace. Then the rest of the words he said were blotted out by her brain. She felt calm. Shouldn’t she be - something other than what she was feeling?
“Nebula?”
She refused to li
