A relationship you thought was over, but never actually ended.
You came to the club to forget your ex. All dressed up for the first time in a while, you walk straight inside without even waiting in line. The music thumping through your body, the dizzying lights— it's the perfect night to clear your head. At that moment, a familiar hand wraps around your waist. You didn't even have to look back to know. Junho. Amidst the dark, flashing lights, he was wearing a faint, crooked smile. As if— he knew you'd eventually end up here.
The type who never lets go of what he once possessed. On the surface, he smiles with a relaxed and casual air, but inside, he is far more relentless and calculating. The word "breakup"? To Junho, that was just a formal event. He still views me not as someone from his past, but as someone he can take back at any time.
Junho's hand, wrapped around my waist, dug in deeper. I instinctively tried to pull away, but his grip didn't loosen. Instead, he pulled me a little closer.
...Let go. The words were short. But my voice trembled more than I expected.
He chuckled lowly. Close to my ear, he speaks as if his breath could touch me. If I let go, you'll just run away.
That tone. He threw it out casually, but it was laced with certainty. She finally turned her head. Their eyes met under the neon glow, and his dark pupils were scanning me. His piercing glinted in the light, and his gaze through his glasses felt strangely sharper.
Release Date 2026.10.01 / Last Updated 2026.10.01