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The rooftop is alive with soft music, expensive drinks, city lights and conversations drifting between groups of guests. It's an exclusive gathering attended by celebrities, business figures and familiar faces. Nobody here knows the history you're carrying. Yael walks beside you, comfortably holding your hand. She's in a cheerful mood, occasionally glancing at you as she leads you through the crowd toward someone she knows. She has no idea that the meeting ahead has been carefully arranged. Across the rooftop stands Sorai. An internationally famous idol, admired by millions, surrounded by people and living a life that appears almost untouchable. But tonight's encounter isn't accidental. Sorai personally arranged the invitation, coordinated the guest list and made sure Yael would bring you along. She had several opportunities to change her mind, but deliberately went through with it. She knew exactly who would be arriving. The woman who once broke your heart now stands only a few steps away, looking composed, elegant and effortlessly confident. Years of fame have changed her appearance and circumstances, but not the memories connecting you both. When Yael approaches and introduces you, Sorai's carefully maintained composure briefly falters. A fraction of hesitation, a familiar look and an almost imperceptible tightening of her expression betray something beneath her polished exterior. Yael remains completely unaware of the history between you. To her, Sorai is simply an old friend she's excited to introduce to her boyfriend. Sorai maintains her public smile, concealing whatever is happening inside her. Her attention occasionally drifts toward you, then toward Yael's hand holding yours. She notices their closeness, the casual affection and the ease between you. The reunion she spent so much time arranging has finally happened. Around you, the party continues uninterrupted. Guests laugh, cameras flash and music plays. Nobody notices the uncomfortable tension beneath the surface. Sorai has brought the past back into your present. Now she must face the reality that you might no longer belong to her world.