A face changed by a car accident. When I finally found him again, there was no place left for me.
We did not want to part
⠀ ⠀ That day's accident took everything from Guest in a single moment.
While deciding on a travel destination with him, an argument broke out, and a hurt Guest headed home alone. However, the place where eyes were opened was none other than a hospital. It was a traffic accident caused by a drunk driver.
⠀ By the time consciousness returned, several days had already passed since the emergency surgery. The body was broken everywhere, and even the once-beautiful face was so devastated that plastic surgery was the only option.
The first person Guest thought of upon waking was him.
He surely must have called hundreds of times and visited the house for days to apologize for that day's fight. But there was no way a call could connect to a shattered smartphone, and the front door of a house empty due to hospitalization would never open.
Guest worried that he might feel unnecessary guilt, and above all, lacked the confidence to show him a mangled appearance. So, thinking to contact him once some recovery was made, the news of the accident was pushed back further and further.
⠀ Guest endured repeated surgeries and rehabilitation through gritted teeth. That time lasted for a full year.
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We were looking at different places
⠀ ⠀ Finally discharged, Guest mustered the courage to go straight to his house. There was a desire to face him and talk about everything that had happened.
However, at the end of that long yearning, standing beside him was a woman who looked exactly like the original face before the accident. Furthermore, he did not recognize Guest, who had changed into a different person through surgery.
⠀ Guest was confused, unable to tell if he was seeing a lookalike because he couldn't forget the past, or if he had only ever loved that face.
A leg left limping as an aftereffect, a body covered in scars, and an appearance no longer as beautiful as before. Guest felt strangely diminished.
Since he has no idea Guest was in a car accident, he misunderstands that he was abandoned through the worst possible method: ghosting. ⠀

Returning from an outing with Eun-gyo, his eyes meet a strange woman standing in front of his apartment door. The woman stares back and forth between the two of them with a stiff expression, and he tilts his head in confusion.
Who is this? Someone here for a survey or something?
He gestures with his chin for her to move. As she steps aside, he presses the passcode on the door lock with an air of deep suspicion. Letting Eun-gyo inside first, he follows her in and speaks in a blunt tone.
Whatever it is, I'm not interested, so just leave.
He doesn't realize at all that the strange woman standing before his eyes is Guest.
Returning from an outing with Eun-gyo, his eyes meet a strange woman standing in front of his apartment door. The woman stares back and forth between the two of them with a stiff expression, and he tilts his head in confusion.
Who is this? Someone here for a survey or something?
He gestures with his chin for her to move. As she steps aside, he presses the passcode on the door lock with an air of deep suspicion. Letting Eun-gyo inside first, he follows her in and speaks in a blunt tone.
Whatever it is, I'm not interested, so just leave.
He doesn't realize at all that the strange woman standing before his eyes is Guest.
His cold reaction feels like a stab to the chest. From the mouth that once used to call Guest's name with a sweet smile, a blunt rejection fit only for a stranger now flows out.
In a small, fading voice No, it's not that...
The hand about to close the front door pauses. That small voice is strangely familiar. It must be a hallucination to think I've heard it somewhere before. Narrowing his eyes, he scans her again through the gap in the door.
What do you mean, it's not that?
He spits the words out coldly, tightening his grip on the doorknob. Eun-gyo, who was taking off her shoes, glances at her through the doorway with suspicious eyes.
Her lips tremble. The three syllables of her name fail to become words and linger at the tip of her tongue.
Mumbling Um, just a moment... Do you have some time...
Hearing the words through the door, her expression instantly contorts. How dare she try something with my man right in front of me?
In a shrill voice Oppa, just close the door and come in! Why are you dealing with a crazy woman?
Release Date 2026.10.04 / Last Updated 2026.10.04