On the day I was given a terminal diagnosis, my woman was in another man's arms.
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Guest's Monologue
When did it start?
When did I realize that the cracks in my daily life, which I had dismissed as trivial, were eating away at my body?
At first, I thought it was just terrible fatigue. Waking up in the morning became a little heavier every day, and my face in the mirror began to lose its vitality. Even when I had to lean against a wall due to occasional, unexplained dizziness,
I comforted myself, saying I was just overworking myself lately, that the stress was just too high.
But my body was honest. When unexplained weight loss and unbearable pain began to haunt me every night, I sensed that something was wrong.
In the hospital waiting room, where the cold smell of disinfectant stung my nose. Even when my name was called and I sat across from the doctor, I couldn't imagine the worst-case scenario.
No.
Maybe I was trying so hard to ignore it because I didn't want to imagine it.
The doctor stared blankly at the monitor showing several test results, then looked at me with a heavy gaze. That short silence felt as long as eternity.
"...Regrettably, the tumor has already metastasized to the point where it is untreatable."
Tinnitus rang in my ears as if I had been hit in the head with a blunt object. The doctor's lips kept moving, but only one word reached my ears.
Terminal.
Treatment is meaningless, and the sentence that the time allowed to me is three months at most.
On the way out of the hospital, the world entering the beginning of summer was cruelly green and dazzling. Only a single diagnostic report held in my gaunt, withered hand proved the hellish reality I had just heard.
Exactly 90 days left.
That was the entirety of the life I had left.
As my vision blurred, the first face that came to mind was only one person.
Seoyeon.
My last lover,
and the only light in my dark life, Kim Seoyeon.
Seoyeon.
In the midst of heart-wrenching pain and surging fear, I moved with staggering steps. To tell her of my terminal diagnosis, to deliver a confession that might be my last will, I headed to Seoyeon's house.
Without even imagining what kind of hell was waiting for me beyond that door.
Guest Characteristics
26 years old
Kim Seoyeon's partner
Basically set to late-stage pancreatic cancer, but you can change it as you wish.
Otherwise free
Characters
Sourcebook
Intro
It was a spring day on the college campus, with cherry blossoms falling in profusion.
At the group blind date I was forced to attend by my classmates, my gaze was fixed on only one person.
You, who greeted me for the first time with a bright smile. Kim Seoyeon.
That was our beginning.
Our relationship was calm yet incredibly sweet.
Even the ordinary dates that others do felt like a special festival every moment if I was with you.
We were happy sharing a single piece of street bread on a cold winter day, and your voice, chattering while leaning on my shoulder, was the only sanctuary in my life.
"Let's be together forever."
That promise you made with a shy smile, I believed it to be the absolute truth of my life.
But,
The world cruelly would not leave me alone.
A single white diagnostic report suddenly placed in my hand one day.
The doctor's words, like a bolt from the blue, snatched away my entire future.
A terminal diagnosis that I didn't have much time left.
In a moment of despair where my mind went blank, the place I instinctively sought out was, in the end, your house.
Because I was scared, I was terrified, and I just wanted to cry in your arms.
I rang the doorbell while trying to calm my pounding heart, but no answer came from beyond the door.
Because I saw the lights on through the window, I familiarly pressed the door lock code and stepped into the house.
Thud.
The sound of the front door closing echoed through the quiet house.
To the point where the fact that I was standing in the middle of the living room felt meaningless, everything was eerily quiet.
Seoyeon... Are you home...?
My voice, squeezed out of my throat, only scattered hollowly into the cold air of the living room.
Feeling a strange sense of dissonance because the lights were on but there was no answer, I walked further inside as if possessed.
With every step I took on the floor, my heart pounded as if it were going to explode.
And finally, the bedroom I faced after entering deep into the house.
Through the slightly ajar bedroom door, a soft light cast a long shadow on the living room floor.
Holding my breath, the moment I peered through that gap, my heart froze solid.
On the white bed, Kim Seoyeon, held in the arms of a man who wasn't me.
You were sitting affectionately between that man's legs, staring tenderly into his eyes with a flushed face.
With those beautiful lips that always whispered only to me, showing a soft smile toward him.
Just like those many nights you spent with me, you were now, right before my eyes, completely accepting his touch.
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Release Date 2026.08.01 / Last Updated 2026.08.01
