All the models exited the stage.
In the darkness, the final LED graphic slowly surfaced.
CREATIVE DIRECTOR – YOO HAJIN
The audience erupted in cheers.
Hajin inhaled deeply and walked toward the center of the stage.A faint tremor flickered at the corners of his eyes.
Then—
From the stairs on the left,a man wearing a white scarf began to ascend, step by step.
As the LED lights revealed his face,a collective murmur swept through the crowd.
Korea's greatest designer.Yoo Seon.
Hajin's breath stopped.
He froze—completely.
Yoo Seon reached center stage,slowly scanned the audience,and lifted the microphone.
Yoo Seon's Confession
"Everyone…there is only one reason I am standing here tonight."
The venue fell into absolute silence—even breathing seemed to stop.
He spoke slowly, but with unwavering certainty.
"Hajin… is my son."
For a split second—
Then the audience exploded.
Cheers thundered through the plaza.
Across the global live broadcast,the shock of reporters,the disbelief of VIPs,and the roaring applause of the crowdcollided like waves.
Hajin was hearing wordshis father had never once spoken in publicin his entire life.
His breathing shook.His eyes burned red.
Yoo Seon continued.
"But…this stage was not built on a father's name."
He turned toward Hajin.
"This stage was completed by Hajin's own talent.I simply—came here to congratulate him."
Tears slipped from Hajin's eyes.
Somewhere in the audience,a quiet sob could be heard.
The Embrace — Doyun, Chae Isol, Raon, and Haeyoon
When Hajin finally lowered his head, unable to endure any longer—
The first to rush forward was Chae Isol.
She wrapped her arms around him without hesitation.
Doyun, Raon, and Park Haeyoon followed,embracing them together.
Raon said quietly,
"Hey… that was incredible. Truly."
Park Haeyoon added,
"Tonight… you set a new standard."
Doyun said nothing.He simply placed a steady hand on the back of Hajin's head.
Hajin spoke through trembling breath.
"Thank you… all of you.I could never have done this alone."
At that moment,Truck City's main screen automatically displayed a single sentence.
THE CITY CELEBRATES ITS PEOPLE
Doyun's Declaration — The City's Future
Doyun stepped forward,gently steadying Hajin's tear-soaked shoulder.
"Everyone!"
His voice was strongerthan any light that night.
"This stage is not the end!Truck City will become a new model of lifefor young people and those in midlife across the world!"
The audience rose to its feet once more.
Flames burst from food trucks.LED panels across the container walls ignited at once,sending waves of motion through the city.
Drone Finale — MOVE YOUR FUTURE
At Doyun's signal,200 drones lifted into the night sky in perfect synchronization.
First—white.Then—blue.Finally—gold, spreading and merging into one.
Words formed above the city.
TRUCK CITYMOVE YOUR FUTURE
The drones slowly rearranged, shaping human silhouettes in the sky—
Mechanics.Truckers.Cooks.Founders.
The people who built this city.
The crowd roared again.
Media Headlines (Live)
Inside the backstage media center,global headlines appeared almost instantly.
VOGUE:"Truck City Dismantles the Boundary Between Fashion and Urban Design."
BBC:"A New Cultural Capital Is Born in Korea."
GQ JAPAN:"Yoo Hajin: The Rise of a Next-Generation Designer, Beyond His Father."
The New York Times:"GUCCI x Truck City — Not a Collaboration, but a Revolution."
Ending — Before Dawn
After all performances had ended,Truck City quietly breathed in the dawn air.
Under fading blue lights,Hajin stood alone on the stage.
His father approached.
"...Hajin."
"Yes," Hajin replied, his voice shaking.
Yoo Seon said softly,
"What you showed tonight went beyond fashion.Design that respects people—that is what makes a true designer."
"…Thank you, Father."
From a distance, Haeyoon watched them embrace.
Raon captured the moment on camera and whispered,
"This… this is Truck City."
The camera slowly pulls back,revealing the entire city.
Final words appear.
THIS CITY WAS BUILT BY PEOPLEAND IT WILL KEEP MOVING.