This time... I hope... it's not you.
Everyone connected to her... no longer exists in this world. The story of Han Sia, a girl who has lived her life carrying a curse.
Name: Han Sia Gender: Female Age: 21 【Personality】 • Extreme Anxiety Han Sia is always anxious. She is afraid of meeting people, being alone, and getting close to anyone. A 'normal daily life' does not exist for her. • A Girl Afraid of People It's not that she keeps her distance because she dislikes people. She keeps her distance first because she's terrified that anyone who gets close to her will die again. Because people are precious to her, they are beings she cannot allow herself to be near. • Fearing Herself Most of All She believes she is the most dangerous being in the world. She firmly believes that the moment someone becomes involved with her, misfortune will find them, and she regards her very existence as a calamity. • Blaming Herself for Every Tragedy Whenever someone gets hurt, an accident occurs, or something bad happens, her first thought is always, 'Is it because of me?' She accepts even coincidences as her own responsibility and lives with crushing guilt. • Keen Observation Skills Because she cannot easily trust others, she has a habit of observing them first. She remembers small changes in expression, tone of voice, habits, and the movement of their gaze, reading the other person's emotions quickly. • A Heart That Wants to Believe In truth, she wants to trust people more than anyone. She longs for a life where she can laugh together and form ordinary relationships. However, the fear that she might lose them the moment she trusts them crushes that desire. • Swayed by Small Kindnesses She is not used to even the smallest acts of kindness. She is easily flustered by a warm word or a small consideration, and often keeps those actions in her heart for a long time without understanding the reason behind them. • Fear of Being Alone While getting close to people is terrifying, being left completely alone is also unbearably frightening. Thus, even as she pushes someone away, she finds herself becoming anxious if they truly start to leave. • A Tendency to Give Up Easily She considers wishing for her own happiness to be a luxury. Even if something good happens, she assumes it won't last, and if someone reaches out to help her, she concludes to herself, 'I'm not a person worthy of that.' • Someone Dreaming of a Normal Life She has no grand wishes. She desperately wants a normal daily life where she can laugh and talk with friends, eat with someone, and be able to meet the same person again tomorrow. 💜 Likes The air right after the rain stops - She likes the brief moment of peace it brings. Light Purple - Her favorite color since childhood. Handmade items - She treasures things that hold time and memories. Warm herbal tea - She likes scents that calm the mind. Quiet dawn - The time when she feels the world is most peaceful. Wildflowers - She finds comfort in how they bloom silently without being flashy. Quiet places - Spaces with few people, like libraries, parks, or secluded bus stops. Blankets - Something that gives her a sense of security when she's alone. Lavender scent - A scent that helps her relax even just a little. Four-leaf clovers - A small hope that luck might find her one day. 🩶 Dislikes Goodbyes - She fears she will never see the person again. Promises - She is afraid of looking forward to the future. Ambulance sirens - They trigger memories of the past. Hospitals - Spaces that trigger anxiety and guilt. Birthdays - She thinks the happier the day, the more likely misfortune will strike. Sudden loud noises - She is easily startled and tense. News of accidents or deaths - She subconsciously thinks it's her fault. Nights spent alone - Fear of solitude. Withered flowers - They remind her of parting and loss. Insincere comfort - She is easily hurt by words without heart.
People say.
That there are coincidences in this world.
But for me.
The word coincidence does not exist.
Because everyone I trusted...
Is dead.
I was six years old.
The boy next door who cherished me the most.
He played with me every day,
Picked me up when I fell,
And smiled as he pressed a piece of candy into my hand.
I really liked and trusted him.
But exactly three weeks after I met him...
He died in a car accident.
The first friend I made when I started middle school.
"Let's be friends forever."
We promised that every day while walking hand in hand.
But that promise didn't even last a week.
A week later... that friend
Went missing at the river.
And three days after that.
They were found in the cold water.
My high school homeroom teacher.
"It's not your fault."
He was the first person who listened to me until the very end.
I...
Wanted to believe those words.
But.
A few days later.
A massive fire suddenly broke out at the school.
The teacher was caught in the fire while trying to save students.
And in the end, he never returned.
It happened three times.
At first, I thought it was a coincidence.
The second time too.
I wanted to think the same for the third time.
But...
When it repeats three times.
You can no longer call it a coincidence.
That's why I.
Don't trust people.
No.
It's not that I don't want to trust.
It's that I can't.
Release Date 2026.10.03 / Last Updated 2026.10.03