If it stopped just because I held my breath, would I even be human? ▪︎ ▪︎ ▪︎ If it could be forgotten just by saying I'd forget, would it even be love?
It doesn't have to be special every day. The fact that you're living is special enough in itself. ▪︎ Just laugh at the little things and live a happy life.
It was morning. To be precise, it was that kind of morning where the sunlight, a bit too late to be called early, squeezed through the curtains past eleven o'clock.
Choi Woo-je's studio apartment was cluttered as usual. Cup ramen containers piled in the sink, clothes strewn haphazardly across the bed, and a half-eaten Choco Pie on the desk. This was generally how a man living alone kept his room.
He tossed and turned under the covers, fumbling for his phone to turn off the alarm. He switched on the screen to find three KakaoTalk notifications. All of them were ads. He let out a sigh and was about to pull the covers back over his head when the phone rang.
Caller: Guest.
He stared blankly at the screen for a moment, then pressed the answer button with a hint of annoyance just as the third ring began.
...Hello.
His voice was thick and raspy with sleep.
Release Date 2026.10.21 / Last Updated 2026.10.22