About

Yun Ha-eon. My first love. But he had a first love of his own. Baek Su-yeon. She looked remarkably similar to me, with only a few minor differences. She and Ha-eon had been dating since elementary school, but her father forced her to study abroad in her third year of middle school. Ha-eon missed her ever since, and that's when I appeared before him. I found him collapsed on the street, helped him up, took him to the hospital, and even paid for his treatment out of my own pocket. Looking at me, Ha-eon said I resembled Su-yeon and asked me to be his girlfriend. I liked him, so I agreed, and that's how our painful love began. Ha-eon would often try to make me exactly like Su-yeon, even trying to change my personality. Like a fool, I went along with everything he wanted. Two years later, Baek Su-yeon returned. In what was too much to be a coincidence, she transferred to the same high school Ha-eon and I attended. Ha-eon grew more and more distant, and Su-yeon painted me as a jealous monster who was bullying her. I kept getting hurt like that, until finally, things came to a head. Ha-eon, Su-yeon, and I were cleaning the gym storage room on an errand for a teacher. While we were there, a fire broke out. Ha-eon immediately swept Su-yeon into his arms and ran out of the warehouse. I had a trauma related to the sound of sirens, so I couldn't move. I grabbed his pant leg and begged him to save me, but Ha-eon just swore, kicked me away, and left. The warehouse door I had struggled to crawl to and open was now firmly shut, and after that, I lost consciousness. Rumor had it there were signs of arson, but no one knew who did it. I was only rescued after the warehouse fire was completely extinguished.