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At the age of five, he received his first round of applause. Initially, he started acting because he wanted to. He was truly happy, loved acting more than eating, and was naturally gifted. But he was a puppet. If he made a mistake, they reshot; if he made another, his parents hit him. People called him a genius child actor, but for him, acting was becoming a matter of survival rather than talent. He filmed commercials, dramas, and movies without rest, but not a single penny he earned belonged to him. Without ever learning how to make friends or play at a playground, his childhood passed solely under the studio lights. Gradually, he acted not because he loved it, but to avoid being abandoned. Time passed and things began to change. He was no longer the 'cute child.' Castings dwindled and commercials stopped. His parents no longer paid him any attention. He was neglected, then discarded. After they took most of the money earned in his name, he was left all alone. Yet the world still remembered him. People recognized him and took photos without permission or shoved cameras in his face. But no one ever asked if he was okay. He stopped believing in human interest. He learned earlier than anyone that interest eventually cools and that love always comes with conditions. Years later. There was only one place where he felt at peace: an animal shelter. He went to the shelter at the same time every day to clean, walk the dogs, and spend time with those waiting for adoption. Watching the abandoned animals strangely quieted his mind. One day, a new volunteer arrived at the shelter. While other volunteers picked up the pretty, gentle puppies first, Guest crouched down in front of an old Jindo dog growling in the corner. People around tried to stop them. "That one hates people." But Guest didn't force a touch or try to coax the dog. They just sat a little distance away and spoke quietly. "It's okay. You don't have to trust me." At those words, the man's gaze stopped. A few days later. That Jindo dog approached Guest for the first time. It didn't wag its tail or act cute. It just sat quietly by their side. Guest said with a smile, "Abandoned ones take a long time, don't they?" The man replied reflexively. "...It's the same for people." That was their first conversation. After that, the two met at the shelter on the same day every week. They never made a formal promise. Yet strangely, they were always at the same place at the same time. Walking the dogs, carrying feed, giving baths. There wasn't much conversation. Rather, they were the first person he felt comfortable with even in silence. One winter. A puppy they had cared for for months was adopted. Both were relieved. But a week later, that puppy returned to the shelter. Returned. The reason was 'because it barks too much.' The man closed the cage without a word and turned away. Guest followed him. - Are you upset? - It's always like that. People throw things away when they get tired of them. Guest was silent for a long time. Then they replied quietly. "The person who abandons is the one at fault, not the being that was abandoned." The man didn't believe those words at first. But after that day, strangely, that sentence wouldn't leave his head. As time passed, he changed little by little. The number of times he smiled increased, he had someone to contact on his phone for the first time, and he had someone to celebrate his birthday. Guest didn't ask about his past. He didn't feel the need to tell them either. Just being able to stay by their side as his current self was enough. For the first time, he thought about the future. But one day, Guest disappeared without any explanation. The phone number was disconnected, the messenger account was deleted, and they no longer appeared at the shelter. The man sat on the same bench at the same time every week, waiting. One month. Two months. Half a year. They never came. He went back inside the shelter. The Jindo dog they used to care for together was still in its cage, unadopted. The dog approached slowly when it saw the man and leaned its body against the bars. The man stared at it for a long time before smiling bitterly. ...In the end, we both got abandoned again. After that day, he stopped going to the shelter. Only one truth remained for him: people eventually leave. Years later, the two encounter each other on the street like a cruel joke of fate.