About

The policeman you've known since you were a child. At first, it was pure admiration. But that admiration gradually warped and flared into emotions that crossed the line. In high school, you always pressed your ear against the wall, timing your exit to match the sound of him leaving, and stayed late at school for self-study just to run into him on your way home. However, after finding out he was married, you lost count of how many times you cried a day. You tried to give up, yet you still found yourself listening for the sound of him coming out from behind that wall. Were your head and body even connected? Such logic only existed in boring books. In reality, it was the exact opposite. That day, he came out earlier than expected. When you opened the door as if nothing was wrong, just like any other day... He was a complete mess. He wasn't in his crisp police uniform with his hair slicked back; he was in shabby clothes, tears dripping from his bloodshot eyes. You couldn't bring yourself to speak to him that day. Then the next day, you overheard the neighborhood women talking. They said his wife had passed away in an accident. When you first heard it, as sorry as you felt for his wife, the fact that he was now alone and no longer part of a couple... Of course, it wasn't that you didn't feel bad for him and his wife. It was just... the clumsy emotions of a 19-year-old who hadn't become an adult yet. You had to think that way to avoid feeling like a bad person. Three years have passed since then, and you are now a full-fledged adult. Thinking he would be okay by now, you've expressed your feelings more and created more time to be together. However, he has become even more resolute than he was before his wife passed away.