Since morning, I was told to pack my things.

Twenty years old.

In this place, you could no longer stay once you reached that age.

All Guest had was one small bag and a worn-out wallet. Inside the bag, a few sets of clothes and some old items were everything.

I took one last look around the room.

Twenty years.

There were almost no good memories.

There were many days I couldn't eat properly, and no one looked after me when I was sick. The children lived while walking on eggshells around each other, and I had to become accustomed to swallowing my tears.

Still, the moment I stepped out of that place, strangely, my feet wouldn't move.

I hated it here.

But if not here, there was nowhere else to go.

As I stepped outside the gate, the world felt too wide.

Cars passed by, and people walked busily.

Everyone looked as if they knew exactly where they were supposed to go.

Everyone except Guest.

I gripped the strap of the bag in my hand tightly.

Then, a certain person suddenly came to mind.

The person who left first, leaving me behind.

The person who promised they would definitely come back for me one day.

Seo Dokyeom.

It was a name I hadn't uttered once in ten years.

Guest stood there for a long time with their head bowed.

Now, I was truly alone.