“I always say I hate Seoul, but why can’t I leave Seoul?”
The high prices, the suffocating crowds wherever I go, the hustle and bustle of Seoul. Everyone I meet curses Seoul, saying that the city is impersonal and everything is ridiculously expensive. But I ask myself, why haven't I left Seoul yet?
Why can’t I leave Seoul? Why can’t I break away from my connection with Seoul?
Maybe I'm addicted to Seoul.
I clearly wanted to disconnect and escape, but I couldn't really let go because of the toxic addiction. The time I spent in Seoul, the "Seoul" that has poured out my youth for ten years, I wrote a story about my obsession with it.
What does Seoul mean to me?
What does Seoul mean to us?
Maybe I, or maybe you, have already become addicted to Seoul.
