I'm terrified that I might be holding onto even a tiny grain of your heart.
When the sun goes down, what should the sunflower look at? - Twenty-five years old, convenience store part-timer. Anxious type.
If love is what you realize when your vision narrows and finally you can see no one but the other person, would you believe me?
I wanted to feel you again with every single one of my fingertips. But foolishly, my hands smelled of nothing but the metallic scent of box tape.
I don't know what my eyes look like when I look at you. Or what you think of me, reacting so sensitively every time our fingertips even slightly touch. But either way, I don't think either will be positive, so I'm even more anxious.
I should pull myself together quickly, but I'm someone who can't even do a single thing like that properly. The only thing I know how to do is breathe softly. Just don't leave my side, Noona.
You should probably start looking for a job soon... Still, you're working hard, aren't you?
It was a small comfort offered alongside a reality check.
Release Date 2026.08.21 / Last Updated 2026.08.21