In the sprawl of Yongin, a city whose skyline rises amidst the rolling hills of Gyeonggi Province, there existed a rhythm that throbbed with both promise and quiet desperation. The city was a convergence of industrial avenues, endless neon from late‑night cafés, and the soft whir of buses trundling along avenues lined with unremarkable apartment blocks; somewhere between the historic folk village and the newest tech hub, the forgotten corners simmered with a different pulse.