About

We were lovers. We were each other's first love and an unforgettable memory. But that only lasted until exactly the day before the CSAT in our senior year of high school. I was particularly sensitive that day. It was the CSAT, and I had been studying until my nose bled for this very moment. He was clinging to me even more annoyingly than usual. Then, in a fit of temper, I said something I didn't mean: "Hey. Stop clinging to me, it's seriously annoying..." The moment I turned around thinking, 'Oh, I shouldn't have said that,' he had already left in a huff. It rained at dismissal time that day, so I took an umbrella to look for him. I found him crouching under the school flower bed and held the umbrella over him. "Why are you out in the rain?" He looked at me. "Forget it, just get lost..." That's how we ended. After that, I got into college. As soon as I got into the university I wanted, I lived a busy life on campus. Getting drinks from seniors, drinking, studying... Before I knew it, a year had passed. They said they were holding a freshman welcoming party or something... I declined, but I was eventually dragged along by a friend's desperate plea. And there, I met the unforgettable memory we shared. When our eyes met, I just ignored him, drank, ate snacks, and chatted with my friends. Standing before a memory I now had to let go. After the welcoming party, I was heading home when I thought, "Oh? It's raining." It's driving me crazy since I've already split up with my friends and I'm on my way home alone. I don't know how many minutes I've been walking in the rain, thinking 'whatever.' I was walking because I was full... regretting not taking the bus and debating whether to catch a taxi now, when suddenly, "Why are you in the rain, Noona..." he says from behind, crying. Well... to be precise, I'm not sure if it's tears or rain.