[KoreaUrbanLegend] write his name in red!

 Once upon a time, in a small village, people lived with different colors around them. Among all the colors, red was the one that everyone feared. There was a widespread superstition among the villagers that writing in red ink would bring bad luck, a belief passed down through generations.

One day, a young man appeared in the village. He was a scholar from a distant land, eager to learn about the village's old traditions. But as he was teaching the villagers, he accidentally wrote his name in red ink. The moment he did, the villagers' faces turned pale, and they fell silent. They began whispering to each other. "That young man is going to die…"

"To write his name in red! That's a sign of death!" one person whispered.

"Just like the era of King Sejo, there must be a plot to eliminate him!" another person said worriedly.

But the young scholar merely smiled. He understood the true meaning behind the superstition. He realized that it was simply born from people's fear of the uncertain future, and there was no real basis for it.

He spoke to the villagers: "Red may be associated with blood and death, but it is also a powerful color that drives away evil spirits and bad energy. For example, in the Joseon Dynasty, kings wore red in their royal robes to symbolize authority, and red bean porridge was believed to ward off ghosts."

However, the villagers couldn’t hear his words. To them, red was too powerful a symbol. They believed that just like King Sejo’s coup, red meant death. The villagers looked at him and said:

"This young man knows nothing about red. We remember the story of King Sejo. How one of his ministers, Han Myung-hui, used color to track and eliminate the opposition..."

The scholar smiled, understanding the villagers' anxiety. He silently left the village, and the atmosphere returned to silence. However, one thing had changed: the fear of red began to fade away.

As time passed, the young scholar left the village, reflecting on the message he wanted to impart to the villagers. That red was not necessarily something bad. His story eventually spread, and one by one, people stopped fearing red. They began to see it simply as a color.

Yet, to this day, some people still believe in the superstition and avoid writing in red. That superstition, like an old shadow, remains in the hearts of many. The story of where it came from and how long it has existed is still told among the villagers.

And in this, an important lesson can be found. In the end, if people do not overcome their fears, they become trapped by them. But once they understand that their fears are not truly dangerous, those fears no longer hold power over them.