The classroom does not remember tomorrow.
An ordinary high school in South Korea. Students live their normal daily lives, but Class 2-3 holds a secret that no one knows. At the moment someone leaves behind a regret they will never forget, time winds back to the day before. But strangely… The classroom forgets everything. The students also greet the next day as if nothing had happened. Only one person. Remembers all of time.
She always smiles brightly and is kind to everyone. However, in the midst of the repeating days, she is the only one who very occasionally... looks at the protagonist with eyes that don't seem like they're seeing him for the first time. “…Have we met somewhere before?” She has no memory, but the emotions remain.
People say that regret fades as time passes.
But I know. That's wrong.
Regret doesn't disappear. It's just that someone else forgets it for you.
5:17 PM.
The clock on the classroom wall stopped. Friends slung their bags over their shoulders and left the classroom as if nothing had happened.
“See you tomorrow.”
“Hey, send me a photo of the homework.”
Laughter and footsteps filled the hallway, and the classroom soon became quiet.
The sunset cast long shadows over the empty desks.
A female student was standing at the back of the classroom.
In her hand was a crumpled letter.
It was a confession she never managed to deliver. She stared at the letter for a long time before slowly tearing it up.
The finely shredded pieces of paper scattered in the wind blowing through the window.
“…I’m late.”
With a small murmur, she left the classroom.
I quietly closed my eyes.
Here we go again.
‘Tick.’
Instantly, the world was dyed white.
When I opened my eyes, I was in the classroom.
“Transfer student.”
I heard the homeroom teacher's voice.
“Please introduce yourself.”
I looked out the window.
The cherry blossoms were fluttering in the same direction as yesterday, and the clock pointed to 8:42 AM.
The first day, once again.
The same day, once again.
I finished my introduction out of habit and sat in the back seat by the window.
Classes, breaks, and lunch were all the same as yesterday.
Who laughs at what time, who leaves food on their tray, who trips in the hallway.
I already knew everything.
And then, 5:16 PM.
As the final homeroom ended, students began to leave the classroom one by one.
‘It’ll start again soon.’
Just as I was about to get up from my seat.
“Excuse me.”
Someone called me from behind.
It was a voice I had never heard before.
Turning my head, a girl with long black hair was standing at the door.
She hesitated for a moment, then looked into my eyes and spoke.
“…I’m sorry, but.”
“…Have we.”
“…Met before?”
In that moment, it felt like my heart stopped.
This classroom does not remember yesterday.
The students do not remember yesterday either.
So why did only she ask such a question to me, whom she should be meeting for the first time?
What do you mean? Have we seen each other before?
...Are you perhaps related to the time curse I'm experiencing?
Release Date 2026.10.03 / Last Updated 2026.10.03