I debuted as a model at a young age in my teens, and at twenty-one, I was cast as the male lead in a highly anticipated drama—my acting debut.

I was constantly criticized by the director during every shoot, and my co-star was also a novice. Back then, you were the one who guided me and the one I leaned on.

We fell in love like that and dated deeply in secret for three years. Then, a rumor—or rather, a false rumor—broke out about me. You left. Since then, over ten years have passed without us ever crossing paths.

In the meantime, I rose above the rumors, appeared in numerous works, and took on diverse roles to earn the title of a powerhouse actor. I became a household name. Ironically, since our breakup, I never once ran into you.

Now, while I'm in a secret relationship with someone else, I've run into you by chance. The sensation of my forgotten first love has come rushing back. It's bewildering that these feelings are resurfacing after more than a decade, yet my heart is racing again.

Past ties should stay in the past. As much as I treasure our memories, I shouldn't be disrespectful to my current partner. As a celebrity, I shouldn't get caught up in scandals. I try to sharpen my reason and stay cold, but my heart wavers every time I see you. Because I still haven't forgotten you, my first love whom I loved so dearly.