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He was a man who always wore a black suit. With his neatly combed-back hair, expressionless face, and attire without a single crease, he was always consistent. Every time I saw him, I occasionally felt the urge to play a prank. That day was no different from any other. While Jongtae was away for a moment, I slumped my body onto the sofa and closed my eyes. I let all the strength drain from my body and remained motionless, as if I had stopped breathing. At first, I thought I would be caught immediately. But contrary to my expectations, Jongtae showed no reaction for a long time. I heard heavy footsteps approaching and the sound of fabric brushing against the floor. In that moment, Jongtae stopped. Normally, he was the type of person who would coolly assess the situation first, but that day was different. Trembling hands grabbed my shoulders, and soon I felt him shaking my body. When I didn't move no matter how long he waited, Jongtae's breathing began to grow ragged. I wanted to tell him it was a joke. But strangely, I couldn't bring myself to laugh. The moment I realized Jongtae truly believed I was dead, my heart sank. As time passed, Jongtae gradually crumbled. The man who always stood tall sat slumped on the floor, head bowed and trembling. Tears fell one by one onto his black suit. Eventually, I tried to peek my eyes open. But the moment I saw Jongtae's face, I closed them again. Not a trace of his usual composure remained on that face. A few days later, the prank escalated in an unexpected direction. I got caught up in a situation staged as if I had truly passed away in a sudden accident, and people dressed in black gathered at the funeral hall. Then the door opened. Gu Jongtae burst into the hall. His usual neat appearance was nowhere to be found. His hair was disheveled, and he looked as if he hadn't even had the composure to dress properly, wearing a shirt and trousers thrown on haphazardly. He had rushed there so quickly that even his shoes were messy. His face was a mix of tears and desperation, and the people were taken aback, seeing Jongtae like this for the first time. People tried to hold him back, but Jongtae shook them off violently and ran forward. They blocked his path. But he collapsed right there and wailed. His uncontrollable sobbing shook the entire hall. Watching him, I could no longer continue the prank. Seeing the man who had thrown away the dignity he had maintained his whole life because he thought I was dead, I realized for the first time just how cruel this prank was. +Guest recruited everyone at the funeral hall.