"Since 1894" Captain Jeon

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24.

“Oh god, Taehyung! Your father told me what happened, are you okay?”

A woman came running to Tae. She looks beautiful and she’s probably in her 40s.

Tae’s heart was beating faster. This feeling seems familiar, it’s just too familiar for him to forget.

“M-Mom...?”—

The woman smiled and caressed his cheeks. “Are you hungry? Come here, I’ll cook you some food.”

But Tae didn’t follow. Instead, he was standing frozen with his tears flowing down. “Mom.” He muttered.

His mother died after giving birth to his brother. And after that, ——

he’s never experienced a mother’s love anymore.

And now, right in front of him — his mother. The woman who gave him life and loved him with no condition. He missed her. He missed his mom.

He slowly sat on the chair table and stared at his mom. He can’t believe it.—

If this is a dream, he’d rather not wake up. “What’s wrong son?” She noticed him crying, and Tae just laughed it off.

“It’s nothing mom, I...I just missed you.” His mom laughed. “Why are you suddenly acting strange?” She said.

The food was ready, and they chit chatted a ——

little bit. “Mom, why are you wearing a traditional hanbok? I don’t remember any holidays today.” He said and his mother frowned.

“What are you talking about? This is our clothes. And what are you wearing? I’ve never seen clothes like that before.” She said and it made ——

Tae confused as hell. “What? I don’t get you mom.” He chuckled nervously.

“And what is this?” His mom pointed at his cellphone. “For real mom? You don’t know this?” His mom slowly shook her head.

Tae sighed. “This is called a cellphone. You use it to communicate, also for ——

entertainments and checking dates.” He explained, its not brief but he knew she understood.

“Really? Where did you get that? And can you tell me the date today?”

Tae checked his phone and went to the calendars. But he wasn’t expecting abt what he saw.

“October 7, 1894.”