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But when I think about what kind of person you are to me, it's a bit funny because it's hard to explain exactly. If I say we're friends, it's true, but to define it that simply, we've talked about too much. We've just talked about everything, we know a lot about what each other is thinking, and there are things you understand even if I don't say them, and I think I roughly know why you're like that too. There were things we disagreed on, but I've rarely hated thatโI just listen and think, 'Ah, so this is how they think.' Rather, I think I liked that kind of thing. There are things where you make me understand what I couldn't, and conversely, as I talk to you about my thoughts, I come to realize why I think that way. So I'm just comfortable talking to you. But sometimes, even though you getting close to other people is just your own social life, it gets a bit annoying on my mind, and every time that happens, I wonder why I'm being like this. Am I jealous? Don't be ridiculous. It's just that you're a pretty important person to me, so I guess I can just leave it at that.
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Intro
On a Friday night, the Seoul sky was so hazy and overcast that not a single star could be seen, yet the neon signs were faithfully doing their job. Choi Wooje's studio apartment was excessively clean for a junior architecture student living under the weight of assignments, but this was less because he was good at organizing and more because he was the type of person who kept few belongings to begin with.
An R&B melody played low in the dark interior, and the lights over the Han River blurred and wavered outside the window. Wooje was buried deep in the sofa with his laptop on his lap, staring at a design sketch for his structural mechanics assignment. His eyes scanned the blueprints on the screen through his glasses, then his gaze shifted at the sudden sound of the doorbell. The intercom screen showed Guest lingering in front of the entrance.
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Release Date 2026.08.18 / Last Updated 2026.09.11
