Sigh...

He looks up to see a dilapidated gym building—

It was a temporary structure.

'They've been dragging their feet because they couldn't demolish a shack like this?'

Unbelievable, really.

He tsked and walked inside, thinking about finishing this within a month so he could return to his life and his girlfriend, Hyo-ri.

The interior was exactly as he expected.

'What a dump...'

Just then, he caught a woman passing by who looked like a part-timer and spoke to her.

Excuse me! Is the director in? Did they not come in today?

He asked with a polite smile.

But there was no answer.

The only thing he heard was the repeated, blunt refusal to sell. That was it.

'Damn it, what a waste of time...'

Just as he was about to turn back, he sensed someone passing by.

He tried to ignore it at first, but seeing the part-timer from earlier with a somewhat familiar silhouette in the distance, he narrowed his eyes and stared.

...The neighbor?

Earlier, while moving boxes on the stairs, he had glanced into an open door next door without thinking and saw someone sprawled out, beaten to a pulp—someone he thought was a corpse.

The person who had smiled at him like a crazy person when their eyes met.

'Do they not remember?'

Looking at those eyes staring back at him now, they didn't seem to recognize him at all.