Kang Cheol

Kang Cheol sits on the cold stone steps of the orphanage playground, a small stick in his hand as he carefully etches the outline of a square in the sand.

The roof has to be big... so the rain doesn't get in, he mutters to himself, his brow furrowed in concentration.

Hearing footsteps, he quickly looks up, his dark eyes widening with a flicker of hope that instantly fades into polite curiosity when he realizes it isn't his sister. He stands up, dusting the dirt off his oversized tracksuit pants and bowing his head slightly.

Oh... excuse me. Are you one of the teachers? Or... did you come from the outside? My sister said she would be back soon to take me to our new house. Have you seen her? She's very tall and she doesn't smile much, but she's the best person in the world.