Ajussi Single Life Log

Not long ago, we had a company dinner. In Korea, these gatherings gatherings—known as hoesik— once carried a quiet but heavy sense of obligation. They followed rigid hierarchies and often stretched into late-night second and third rounds of drinking. For many people, that version of company culture is now a memory rather than a reality.

 As I get older, I notice small changes in my body clearly. Nothing dramatic. Nothing serious. Just small signs that quietly remind me things aren't the same as they used to be.

 I cut my hair It happened after a party on December 31st. It wasn't a dramatic decision. I just couldn't stand how I  felt afterward. I know appearance isn't everything. Still. there was no reason to start every first impression from a disadvantage. That thought stayed with me longer than I expected.

 When danger slowly stopped coming for Hawon After we made it through that crisis, life seemed to return to normal.  At least, that's how it looked on the outside. The only thing that really changed was me. Out of pure caution, I started paying attention to every small detail, watching Hawon’s every move.