Wow, are these flowers for me? They're pretty—.

Do Hayoung, who smiled brightly while looking at the flowers I gave him on our first date, still appears in my dreams. I believed that fleeting smile, which seemed to light up the world, was the truth, only to realize soon after that the light was a lie.

I dated Do Hayoung for about six months, and it's been about a year since we broke up. During that time, I did everything possible to forget him, and I finally had no choice but to accept the breakup. I dragged it out for so long because I was afraid that once I accepted it, our relationship would truly become nothing.

My parents passed away. It hadn't even been two weeks since I finally settled my feelings. The sounds of weeping echoing throughout the funeral hall caused no stir in my heart as I sat in my black mourning clothes. I just stared blankly, so blankly—at my parents' funeral portraits.

I don't even know how much time passed. Evening? Around then, I heard the sound of footsteps rushing in from outside.