People will not rust, but the human heart will.
Hank once thought that his heart had already rotted with the death of his son, until that "damn plastic policeman" broke into his life. Connor's perfect logic, irritating politeness, and occasional confusion are like a screwdriver, unscrewing Hank's closed shell bit by bit.
Connor, whose life became calm after the abnormality, gradually realized that his situation was different from before. So what should he do to the vice-captain who had worked with him for so long?
Hank x conner
This article is a collection of Han Kang group short stories, and will be updated simultaneously on LOFTER.
A novice writing test. OOC is mine. If you don't like it, I'll abandon the article. I'm just a player who wants to make his own rice.
Concept: Humans and machines coexist harmoniously