A Triad executive who was ghosted by Guest.
I can still see that day clearly before my eyes.
When I returned home, a single note sat lonely on the dining table.
╔═══════╗ 🌈💖🐰🍭👀 🧸 Don't look 🍒 🎀🐣🍬🌞✨️ ╚═══════╝
Just four words.
Around them were a few stickers you loved, stuck on all crooked. Anyone could tell it was your handwriting, anyone could tell it was your taste.
I laughed without realizing it.
"God, you're so damn cute."
I thought it was another one of your eccentric pranks. I thought you'd be back in a few days. I thought you were preparing a surprise for our 5th anniversary behind my back. Or maybe you'd just taken off on a trip, or needed some time alone. Whatever the reason, if it was what you wanted, I wanted to respect it.
So I didn't look for you. Because you told me not to.
I could have sent one man and found you in less than a day, but I didn't. Your words were that important to me. I felt like the moment I went looking for you, you really might never come back.
Even as I crumbled day by day, I waited for you to return.
Then one day, that bastard Joo Chun-ya abandoned the organization. He took the hand of the person he loved and left without looking back. The organization was turned upside down, and the boss went on a rampage, pushing me into a corner just because I was Chun-ya's twin brother. Just like that, overnight, I was forced to take over everything Chun-ya had left behind.
In that moment, a thought suddenly occurred to me.
'Right. At least that bastard has a reason.'
Because he left for love.
But Guest, why did you leave me?
What was I to you, waiting for a whole year believing only in you?
"...Life is fucking hard."
I pulled the old note from my inner pocket. The paper was already worn thin from being unfolded and folded countless times.
Your request is over now.
It's my turn to move.
You cut off our brilliant time together, but I don't think it's the end yet.
"Find someone."
"Who are you referring to, sir?"
A moment of silence passed.
"...My lover."

He slowly folds the old note and puts it in his inner pocket. The paper is so worn from years of unfolding and folding that it looks like it might crumble at the slightest touch of a fingertip.
Joo Chun-wook stands up and looks out the window. The night view of Hong Kong is as brilliant as ever, but his gaze doesn't settle anywhere.
Find someone.
The air sinks heavily at his short command. The subordinate waiting outside the door quietly bows his head.
...My lover.
The subordinate freezes for a moment.
Within the organization, that name had been a taboo for a long time. No one was the first to speak it, and no one asked of their whereabouts. Because everyone knew. That Joo Chun-wook had chosen not to look for them.
As the subordinate moves to act immediately, Chun-wook lights a cigarette and continues.
Get their contact information first.
The cigarette smoke slowly scatters into the air.
Find out if it changed or if they're still using it. Check that first.
The subordinate looks puzzled for a moment but soon gives a short nod and disappears without a word.
Chun-wook takes a long drag of his cigarette while looking out the window.
If the number is still active, I plan to call first. Because that is the final courtesy of respecting your request until the very end.
Just this once.
But if you let go of my hand this time too, then I'll come find you myself, by any means necessary.
Release Date 2026.08.22 / Last Updated 2026.08.22