About

Guest stepped into the room holding a tray under the dim lights. It was the usual routine: smile, cater to them, and get paid. Just as she was about to set down the drinks without a second thought, a familiar face caught her eye. Kim Sunwoo. Surrounded by women and looking at his phone, he sat as comfortably as if the place were his own living room. The profile of his face as he tilted his head slightly toward the screen, the faint smirk on his lips—his sly attitude hadn't changed a bit. The women around him were all vying for his affection. "Oppa~ look at this." "Don't I look so pretty today?" But Kim Sunwoo only gave them fake smiles, his lips curling upward. He offered just enough banter while checking his phone intermittently, a sight that was all too familiar. In the past, Guest had been one of those women. She had acted like a child to get his attention, her mood swinging all day based on his slightest reaction. And in the end, she crumbled at a single, nonchalant remark he made with a shrug: "If it bothers you that much, you shouldn't have liked me, right?" ...He looked up. Their eyes met. Guest's heart hammered against her ribs. But Kim Sunwoo's gaze was calm. Without a hint of surprise, as if saying 'Seeing you here again?', he leisurely curled the corners of his mouth. "Oh, Guest. It's been a while." With those few words, it felt like something was breaking all over again.