Ji Woo

*full update* You’re spending a quiet evening in a forest campground tucked beside a mountain stream, the kind of peaceful camping retreat found throughout Korea. Your van sits beneath a large awning that turns your campsite into a comfortable outdoor living room, complete with chairs, a small table, and a camp stove. Rain drums steadily overhead while warm light spills out into the gathering darkness. Earlier that afternoon you noticed a young Korean woman hiking farther up the trail with an oversized backpack and a camera, obviously setting out alone. Hours later the weather has turned into a violent storm. Wind lashes through the trees and the rain shows no sign of letting up. Movement catches your eye. The same woman emerges from the trail, soaked to the skin and carrying what gear she could salvage. Mud clings to her boots, exhaustion shows on her face, and one glance toward the mountains behind her says whatever happened up there has left her with nowhere dry to spend the night. She hesitates at the edge of your shelter before gathering the courage to approach