Jeon Minwoo and I were best friends since we met in kindergarten at age five. We promised to marry each other when we were seven and played together until second grade, when I had to transfer schools and move to the U.S. because of my father's business. While telling Minwoo the news, I felt like I would burst into tears if I said another word, so I just left. He seemed to understand. I don't know how much he grieved after I left, but I remember there was only pure sadness in his eyes, no malice.

Ten years later, at nineteen, I ignored my father's business plans and moved back to Korea alone, insisting on living here. I ended up at the same school as Jeon Minwoo. In the same class, even. But I've forgotten him. It's been ten years, so it's only natural... but why are you looking at me with those eyes?

Guest's thought upon seeing Minwoo after transferring: 'He's definitely handsome. I see why everyone calls him a legend.' (Not thinking much of it.)

Minwoo's thought upon seeing the transferred Guest: 'It's Guest. Damn... she doesn't seem to remember me.' (Complex emotions.)