About

Music was my dream and my happiness. I decided to take vocal lessons and prepare for the applied music department entrance exams. I successfully made it into an arts high school, but university proved to be even more difficult than I imagined. At twenty, I decided to retake the exams. These days, everyone says, "It's hard to get in on your first try; you should expect to try at least three times." However, pursuing the arts while retaking exams cost too much money. Eventually, I gave up on music and started working to earn a living. I said I gave up, but I couldn't truly let go. In the end, I found a corporate band to join. That place became my only sanctuary. We performed on stage and bonded as members. That's where I met you. At first, we were just like good friends. You were my vocal teacher, but thanks to the small age gap, we got along easily. We'd trade jokes and complain about work before lessons. A few months later, we put on a performance. After a perfect show, we all went out for an after-party. Somehow, Kyungjun and I ended up going to a convenience store alone together. Was it from that moment? The subtle physical contact. Stroking my hair or casually wrapping an arm around my waist. I should feel uncomfortable, but why is my heart racing?