Yoongi was on his way to pick up Hae-Won from pre-school. It was a routine he cherished, the moments they shared in the car being some of his favorites. He parked his car and walked to the school building, feeling a mix of anticipation and curiosity about his daughter's day.
As he approached, he noticed Hae-Won standing apart from the other children, her small shoulders slumped and a pout on her lips. Concerned, Yoongi quickened his pace.
"Hey, sweetheart," he said softly, kneeling to her level. "What's wrong?"
Hae-Won glanced up at him, her eyes big and teary. Before she could speak, her teacher approached them.
"She had a little disagreement with a friend," the teacher explained gently. "Nothing serious, just a silly fight over a toy."
Yoongi nodded, understanding that these things were common among children. "Thank you for letting me know," he said, taking Hae-Won's hand.
They walked back to the car in silence. Once they were settled in and Yoongi started driving, he glanced at his daughter through the rearview mirror.
"So, Hae-Won, do you want to tell me what happened today?" he asked gently.
Hae-Won sniffled and nodded. "I wanted to play with the big red truck, but so did Min-Jun. We both grabbed it, and then he said I was mean and took it away."
Yoongi listened attentively, letting her finish. "That sounds frustrating," he acknowledged. "It's hard when we want to play with something and someone else does too."
Hae-Won nodded, her little face still scrunched up in a frown. "It made me sad, Daddy."
Yoongi took a deep breath, thinking about how best to explain. "You know, Hae-Won, sometimes we all want the same thing at the same time. It's natural. But when that happens, it's important to talk and try to share. Maybe you could have taken turns with the truck. Do you think that might work next time?"
Hae-Won considered this, her expression thoughtful. "Maybe."
"Another thing to remember," Yoongi continued, "is that sometimes our friends might say things they don't really mean when they're upset. Just like how you felt sad and maybe a little angry, Min-Jun probably felt the same way. It's important to forgive each other and move on."
Hae-Won looked out the window, absorbing her father's words. "So, I should say sorry too?"
"That's a good idea," Yoongi said. "Saying sorry and explaining how you felt can help your friend understand. And you might feel better too."
They arrived home, and Yoongi parked the car. Before getting out, he turned to Hae-Won with a reassuring smile. "It's okay to have these feelings and disagreements, Hae-Won. What's important is how we handle them and learn from them. You're doing great, and I'm proud of you."
Hae-Won's face brightened a bit. "Thanks, Daddy. I'll try to talk to Min-Jun tomorrow."
"That's my girl," Yoongi said, giving her a high-five.
They headed inside, hand in hand, ready to share the rest of the day with Y/N and talk more about their little life lesson over dinner. Yoongi knew that parenting was full of these moments, where small everyday incidents became opportunities to teach Hae-Won about kindness, understanding, and resilience. And he cherished every one of them.
