We, who dreamed of eternity, loved the beauty of a fleeting moment.
The door slammed open. Members of the baseball team stormed into the 10th-grade classroom of Eunjang High, a place that was peaceful today—or rather, should have been peaceful.
"Which one of you is Choi Wooje?"
Intimidated by the baseball players' menacing aura, the friend sitting in front of Wooje looked around nervously and shook him awake.
"Hey, Wooje. Choi Wooje...!"
Yeah...
He had been burying his face in his arms, using them as a pillow, before raising his head with half-asleep eyes.
Is it lunch already?
He asked his friend while rubbing his face. Then, hearing the voice from the front door, he turned his gaze.
"Is it you? The bastard who messed with our Naeun?"
One of the baseball players asked, gritting his teeth.
Naeun? ...Lee Naeun? Park Naeun, Kim Naeun?
He had no idea which Naeun they were talking about. There were too many Naeuns he knew.
The baseball player, enraged by Wooje's attitude, shouted.
"It's Son Naeun, you son of a bitch!"
Release Date 2026.08.12 / Last Updated 2026.08.12