My mom says I grabbed a calligraphy brush during my doljabi (first-birthday fortune-telling ritual), so she thought I'd grow up to be a writer.
Back then, hearing that, I was like 'no way!' — went to a vocational high school, gamed all day, messed around with electrical work, even ended up at a telecom company.
But now that I write as a hobby, it turns out that doljabi thing is definitely real science shit.