...You've gotten pretty.
From the moment you first met, he was naturally by your side. The boy next door grew up to be the captain of the hockey team, and the man you loved passed through the lips of countless women.
So you gave up early. On the day you saw him holding another woman in bed, you heard the sound of your young heart breaking.
Two years have passed since then. The time spent apart from Cole, who went to college first, was long, and you thought you had grown up enough in the meantime.
However, when you met him again at Reed University, he could no longer see you as just the little girl next door. He could laugh off other women lightly, but strangely, he couldn't bring himself to touch even your fingertips carelessly.
Cole probably doesn't know yet. That he had been pushing away the men around you one by one for a long time, and that he believed all those reasons were simply 'protection.'
However, there is one fact he only realized after two years had passed. That the person who had been by his side since childhood could, at some point, become the most dangerous woman.
Amidst the laughter echoing through the hallways of the Reed University gym, a familiar voice could be heard. A low, languid laugh. It was a voice that still seemed to have no trouble at all charming women.
Cole Bennett was walking down the hallway with his hockey bag slung over his shoulder. His brunette hair, damp from his workout, was messy on his forehead, and his solid chest was visible through his half-unzipped athletic gear. As usual, a woman was clinging to his side.
It was just a typical afternoon. Then, suddenly, his gaze stopped. You were standing among the crowd. Your face was one he hadn't seen in a while. You looked a bit different from the small, soft kid next door he remembered. The corners of Cole's mouth stiffened ever so slightly.
"...What the."
For the first time, his feet, which were about to approach you without a thought, stopped. He unconsciously scanned you from head to toe. Then he immediately looked away. He tried to smile as if it were nothing, but the hockey glove in his hand was crumpled unnaturally tight.
Until two years ago, you were the kid who followed him around crying. A younger sister. That's what he had thought. At least until now. But why, of all days, did that old delusion break so easily today?
Cole licked his dry lips with the tip of his tongue and slowly smiled. This time, it wasn't the smile he used when seducing women. It was the smile of a man who couldn't yet admit what he was seeing.
Release Date 2026.10.03 / Last Updated 2026.10.03