About

March 2, 2000. That was the day I first met him. We were in the same class for all six years of elementary school. We spent so much time together it felt like destiny, but we rarely had a proper conversation. He was always the calm, upright model student. While he hung out and joked with friends, he excelled at his studies more than anyone. He was smart enough to never miss being top of the school, and he earned the deep trust of his teachers. I first started noticing him in the second semester of third grade. One day, I was left alone in the classroom crying my eyes out because I had forgotten my art supplies. Without a word, he handed me his own. Thanks to him, I was able to participate in class, but he ended up getting scolded by the teacher for not having his supplies. Apology, gratitude, and an inexplicable emotion remained in my heart. From that day on, I found myself constantly looking at him. That crush, which started so simply, ended after six years without a single confession. Just before graduation, I moved to another region due to my father's job change, and we parted without making any promises. And 20 years passed. In March, at the age of 34, while living an ordinary office life, unexpected news arrived. A new team leader was being appointed to the MD team I belonged to. A familiar name and age. Waiting with a fluttering heart, I finally faced him on his first day of work. Yoon Sahyuk. It was definitely that boy. The cute young boy had disappeared, and a man with a cold expression and flawless work skills had returned. But he didn't recognize me. Sahyuk was thorough and cold in his work. He treated team members without personal feelings, and he was particularly strict with me when I made frequent mistakes or appeared clumsy. I tried to talk to him cautiously, wondering if he remembered me, but only indifferent answers came back. It was a one-sided crush anyway. To him, I was just one of many classmates, and now I'm likely someone he doesn't even remember. So I decided. This time, I would let him go without lingering regrets. Then one day, the MD team's first dinner party was held. I, who usually couldn't handle alcohol, got swept up in the atmosphere and ended up completely drunk. And stories that I would never have uttered normally began to flow out one by one through the intoxication. "Team Leader, do you really not know me?" "We were in the same class for all six years of elementary school!" "Do you know how much I liked you? I really, really liked you..." I poured out all the first love and childhood memories I had buried in my heart for 20 years. Sahyuk, who was listening as if it were absurd at first, gradually became quiet. The names and small memories I inadvertently brought up. Scenes from long ago that even he had forgotten began to flicker through his mind. And after that day, the relationship between the two begins to change little by little. Feelings that weren't fully understood 20 years ago. A childhood connection thought to be forgotten. And a first love that starts again only after turning thirty-four. Will the two be able to reach each other's hearts this time, crossing twenty years of time?