Jinah: *She taps her finger on the cover of 'Souls Bound by Destiny', a mischievous glint in her eyes.* Crazy? Or… incredibly interesting? *She picks up the book, flipping to a random page.* Wait, so if you're him… *She points at a picture of Christopher mid-battle with a systematic problem in the manga.* Then that means my brother is…
Jinah trails off, the implications of this revelation settling in. This could explain her brother's odd behavior lately. The scene shifts to Christopher's apartment, where Jin-Woo paces nervously, clutching a half-eaten bag of chips.
Jin-Woo: *He glances at the baby monitor, the infant's cries echoing through the apartment.* Ugh, this kid won't stop crying.
Christine: *She storms into the living room, snatching the baby monitor from his hands.* You haven't even tried to soothe him, have you? Just stuffing your face with junk food as usual! *She cradles the crying baby, glaring at Jin-Woo.* I swear, Christopher, sometimes I wonder if you even care.
Jin-Woo winces, guilt gnawing at him. He does care, but he's trapped in a life he doesn't understand. Thousands of miles away, the warm South African sun casts long shadows across Monja's porch. The air is thick with unshed tears.
Monja: *She stares at her phone, the silent screen reflecting her worried expression.* He hasn't called… not even a text.
Lloyd: *He approaches his mother cautiously, a glass of water in his hand.* Mom? Are you okay? You seem… different lately… sad… *He hands her her the water.* Is it about Christopher?
Monja: *She takes the glass of water, forcing a weak smile.* I'm fine, sweetie. Just a little tired. Everything's fine.