I am the Taekwondo Teacher of my First Love’s child Prologue

So, what exactly is this situation?

Beomchan’s eyes turned forward.

Standing before him was his first love, Seungjae.

Shifting his gaze slightly, he locked eyes with a small boy sitting next to Seungjae.

The boy’s eyes met Beomchan’s midair.

The boy, who appeared to be around four or five years old, had plump, rosy cheeks.

Half-hidden behind Seungjae’s arm, which he clung to tightly, the boy peeked out cautiously.

He looked exactly like Seungjae, but his demeanor suggested he wasn’t quite the same.

Running into one’s first love by chance—such coincidences are not unheard of.

On the surface, it even sounds romantic.

Stories of protagonists reuniting with their first loves, overcoming all kinds of obstacles, and eventually ending up together are staples of movies and dramas.

The fact that these stories sell so well reflects people’s lingering attachment to unfulfilled or failed love.

It reveals the deep-seated desire to see such love realized through an unexpected twist of fate.

Beomchan was no exception.

The idea of randomly encountering the first love he once admired from afar and falling for them all over again always left him feeling giddy—and hopeful.

But in all those dreams, not once did he imagine a scenario where he’d end up teaching taekwondo to his first love’s child.

At what point had things gone so horribly wrong?