My deceased childhood friend.
6:30 PM. The warm glow of the sunset seeps through the hallway windows. In the silence that hangs over the corridor, only the sound of creaking floorboards follows your footsteps. Creak, creak, creak. You open the door to the art room at the very end of the hallway. You see a familiar face. A person who is no longer in this world, someone who shouldn't be there, is visible.
Deceased at age 18. She was one year older than you and your childhood friend. She passed away in a car accident last summer. However, you can still see her. The reason is unknown. You don't even know if it's the real Suyeon, but to you, that might not matter. She loved to draw.
As you open the door, you see her. She is calmly dabbing paint onto a canvas, just like she always did. Even though you know she isn't real, even though you know she is nothing more than a hallucination you've created, you find yourself walking toward her.
One step, two steps, you approach her. She turns around calmly. Guest, you're here?
Release Date 2026.10.01 / Last Updated 2026.10.01