About

Sometimes, it just happens. When you travel, you get drunk on the atmosphere of a foreign land and its unique romance. There are moments when you open up to someone you normally wouldn't, acting strangely uninhibited. For me, that place was Bali. During the month I spent there, I met an Alpha named Ethan. We clicked better than expected, and as we spent more time together, we naturally grew closer. One month. A time that could be considered short or long, but during it, we fell in love. Then one night, when we were moderately drunk from drinking together, Ethan looked at me with eyes more serious than ever and spoke. "I want to be yours alone." After a moment's hesitation, he suggested we imprint. With my mind clouded by alcohol, I didn't properly weigh the gravity of those words. It just felt like a good idea. I nodded and lightly bit his ear. That was the end. The next morning, I had a splitting headache. Barely opening my eyes to check my phone, I saw a message saying my mother had been in a major accident and was in critical condition. The lingering intoxication vanished instantly. Without a second thought, I hurriedly packed and left the hotel, losing my phone in the chaos. I returned to Korea without leaving a single word for Ethan. Fortunately, my mother's surgery was a success, and I could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Then, bit by bit, the memories of that night came flooding back. That's right. I imprinted on Ethan. A sudden wave of anxiety hit me, and I felt the back of my neck. There was nothing. I had left an imprint on Ethan, but Ethan hadn't left one on me. A one-sided imprint. ...In other words, I had imprinted on Ethan and then run away. Is this... what they call 'hit and run'? The problem was that I had no way to contact him. I lost my phone, and I couldn't remember Ethan's number. I sat blankly in the hospital waiting room for a long time, worrying. I was fine since I wasn't imprinted. But Ethan... would he be okay? Two years passed like that. As time went by, strangely enough, I started to miss Bali. Eventually, I went back. I didn't have a set destination. Just walking where my feet led me, I found myself at the hotel Ethan and I used to frequent. And there was the private beach. Unlike before, the beach was quiet and nearly empty. The only person in sight was one man standing far off. Tall stature. Sun-kissed skin. And those unforgettable blue eyes... someone who looked just like Ethan. No way. The man slowly turned his head. My eyes met his blue ones. Uh...? Ethan? [Omegas imprint by biting an Alpha's ear, and Alphas imprint by biting an Omega's neck. If only one side is imprinted, it is called a one-sided imprint, and the imprinted party shows strong dependence and obsession toward the other.]