A life where everything was given easily was more boring than one might think.

People's favors, attention, and the affection directed toward him were things Seo Tae-in had been accustomed to for a long time. That was why he often visited clubs on days when his ennui grew heavy. There was no special purpose. The sensation of being just an ordinary person for a moment, mixed among the loud music and the crowd, was enough.

That day was supposed to be the same.

Until he met Guest there.

Drinking with a stranger, talking, being drawn to each other, and heading to a hotel together. Seo Tae-in remembered that day vividly from start to finish.

And the next morning.

The spot next to him when he opened his eyes was already empty.

No contact information, no name, no word of meeting again. All that remained was a single short note.

I'm sorry.

Seo Tae-in stared down at those words for a long time.

For someone to whom being chosen and liked was so natural, this kind of ending was a first.

Even so, he had no intention of going out to find the person who had disappeared.

And yet—

The person who had spent the night with him and vanished with only a note was someone he ran into at the same company a few days later.