“Breaking Point” tells the story of an American college student who followed his girlfriend into her dream of studying in South Korea. When everything in his life seems to turn sour, Mark realizes he might not be where he truly wants to be… nor with the person he truly loves. 

"Since a very young age, I always believed in our Dear Leader. I remember making my parents chuckled when I said I wanted to be like him one day; they probably laughed because they knew I was going to be a soldier like them. My mom always told me that I would live a good life if I served the country, that military men in Pyongyang had nice apartments like ours. The other ki

"I can feel his eyes on me and his mind spinning, trying to find the words. No, the words he found them already. He was pretty damn clear in his way to announce me that he was going to join the rebels in their fight for freedom. That he, a kid, would raise his fist and curse the government as loud as he can in a sea of angry people and armed cops and hope to come back without a scratch. He f

"You never really forget someone, but maybe it's a good thing at the end. Because you remember that this person is not completely bad, and that what have been broken can be fixed. You only need to believe it, and let your pride aside to give a second chance. It is really worth it."  [MARKSON]

"He wouldn't be doing something stupid, right? I don't know why I'm so nervous. "Mark?" I say as I knock at the door. No answer. I knock again, then I stop when I hear sobs on the other side of the door.  I open the door

"I hate to see him like this. I hate to see the love he has for her. I hate to see him laugh with her, hug her, kiss her... I hate it. I always hated it, it's not something new. It makes me feel so useless, so foolish. But I can't help it. After all, I'm only his friend." [MARKSON]

"Jackson put his phone on the nightstand, then laid on his bed. The night was the worst moment. When the place next to him in bed was empty, and the only noise heard was his thoughts which were constantly reminding him how much he missed him. He looked at the ceiling, hoping to fall asleep, until he heard his alarm at 6AM. He let it ring for a long time, until his father told him to stop it