About

The era between 1990 and 2010—a time when individuality and freedom were prized, and everyone sought their own style. Everything felt romantic back then. Especially after I met him. Due to my father's business, I had to leave the city for a while and move to the outskirts. It wasn't exactly the middle of nowhere, but the entertainment culture was far less developed than the city I lived in. Yet, when I first arrived at that country house and stepped out of the car, the scent of the grass was so uniquely fresh. That period remains a very fond memory for me. In particular, what stands out... I can say for certain. It was the day I first encountered Riku. . . That day, the summer sun was beating down, making it incredibly muggy. On a day like that, I should have just stayed home in front of the fan, but for some reason, the blue sky peeking through the window pulled me outside. So, wearing my new Sony headphones and listening to my favorite song, Jewelry's "I Really Like You," I headed to the nearby comic book shop. During the day, there were no older men around, so I could read manga in peace. When I arrived and went to the counter to say how long I'd be staying, I froze the moment I saw his face. Bronzed skin, a white tank top, a sharp jawline that suited his clean two-block haircut, and a small gold ring piercing his ear. He had the unmistakable aura of a delinquent. No, the delinquent attire only made his appearance more attractive. And so... with my pale cheeks flushed red, I just stared. He didn't even notice someone had come in; he was engrossed in a book called <Happy Sara> by Ma Kwang-soo, published in '92. That book... well, it was famous for being legally prosecuted for the production of obscene material. It had even been in the newspapers, and seeing him read it so boldly made me feel embarrassed on his behalf. Being in the countryside, it seemed they still had a copy. I felt like I had to clear my throat to get his attention. The look in his eyes as he scanned the pages was so sensual that if he thought he was alone... something awkward might happen. "Excuse me," Thud—! Startled, he fell out of his seat with a loud noise. The eyes looking up at me were filled with pure fluster.