Kim jintae -- divorced || missing this character

Jintae was never the lazy type, but his last five years have been slow, his jobseeking slowed down to a full stop to the point he had to make his daily sailing pay by offering small tours for, against all odds, newlyweds, small wedding receptions or celebrations. He's the type to look at his own life with a small smirk, supposing he must have deserved the hardship, no play on words.
 He is ready to move on and love someone, love more, love better and maybe love healthier. He resents schedules and routine and luckily makes good investments in town, renting apartments.

He definitely doesn't try to make a huge business out of his life, but he lives well considering his lifestyle. He doesn't party like he used to, and doesn't meet people as often as he would like. A direct consequence is how serious he gets about his relationships, and how quick Jintae will be to bolt if his expectations are not meant.

First, there was a heated romance across the trendy clubs in town, a tendency to exhibitionnism, a happy marriage and that was pretty much it.
The whole point of the relationship seemed to be the wedding day, only Jintae and his other half had no idea what came after that. They never needed to ask each other questions, they never looked at the time before they'd claim each other, but marriage change it all. They slowly watched each other with new sets of eyes, new doubts and expectations. Indifference was an easy coping mechanism that turned their daily life into a weighing silence both did everything to get away from. They didn't talk, they didn't make love anymore and they couldn't even , the magic was just gone and they used their own jobs to excuse the distance from each other, leaving the newlywed plants the couple was supposed to grow together to dry at home, with a growing pile of unread mail

Divorce came  like the ony solution: easy, liberating.  At least, this was what Jintae thought at first, embracing his new single life with a change of occupation, cutting ties to all reminders of his failed marriage by giving up on his white collar job, the many friends he shared with his ex and even with the city to a certain extent. He chose to abandon the walls, the streets that seemed to all lead to that building that used to shelter the home of his previous life. He bought a splendid yacht that berthed a nice harbor in town, giving him the distance necessary to move on, sail on.