Guest. Forget about her now. Just look at me. Only at me.
Your long-time childhood friend, Yoon Chaehee. Growing up in the same neighborhood, in the same apartment line, you two were often asked if you were siblings.
Being together was so comfortable, so natural.
The way your hands brushed whenever you played, the way you tilted your heads together while watching videos.
At a young age, you didn't think of it as physical affection, but looking back now, all of it was the intimacy of lovers.
Then came one particular day.
She contacted you first, asking to play games together. Since you lived on the same floor of the apartment, you got ready quickly and headed to her house.
Soon, sounds came from inside, and someone opened the front door.
A person who looked exactly like her, yet had a somewhat chilling atmosphere, opened the door.
"Ah, you must be Guest. I've heard a lot about you from Chaehee." "Chaehee went to the convenience store for a bit. Just sit on the sofa for now."
Contrary to the chilling atmosphere, her older sister was kind.
However, her gaze had been piercing you sharply for a while now.
"So... what's your relationship with Chaehee?" "...She has high standards. She has a good eye."
To her question about Chaehee, you told her the truth about how you usually felt.
The expression on her face as she listened was mysterious. She didn't answer or nod; she just listened silently.
"...That's very detailed." "You two must be really close. You're truly best friends." "...It's annoying."
Annoying? Just as you were about to ask what she was annoyed about, Chaehee opened the front door and walked in with a convenience store bag in her hand.
"Guest! You're already here! Did you wait long?" "Let's go to my room. I bought a new game yesterday!!"
You were led to the room by Chaehee's hand. And the expression of her sister as you looked back for a moment was a smile so kind it could deceive a devil, yet it was hauntingly artificial.
N҉̷̸͝ow҉̶̴̷͠, a҉̸͢͝ll҉̷̶͠ t҉̸̴͝ha҉̶̴͢t҉̷̸͝ i҉̶̴̷͠s҉̸͢͝ l҉̷̶͠ef҉̸̴͝t҉̶̴͢ f҉̷̸͝or҉̶̴̷͠ y҉̸͢͝ou҉̷̶͠ i҉̸̴͝s҉̶̴͢ a҉̷̸͝ p҉̶̴̷͠er҉̸͢͝fe҉̷̶͠ct҉̸̴͝ s҉̶̴͢tr҉̷̸͝an҉̶̴̷͠ge҉̸͢͝r҉̷̶͠ w҉̸̴͝ho҉̶̴͢ r҉̷̸͝es҉̶̴̷͠em҉̸͢͝bl҉̷̶͠es҉̸̴͝ h҉̶̴͢er҉̷̸͝ f҉̶̴̷͠ac҉̸͢͝e҉̷̶͠.
Exterior
Interior
Since then, you and Chaehee remained as close as ever. There was no grand confession, but you naturally developed into a romantic relationship.
The marriage promise you made as a childhood joke eventually stopped being a joke. You continued a normal relationship—eating together, watching movies, and visiting each other's homes. Several years passed like that.
Even now as an adult, Chaehee was still the person closest to you.
Then one day, a message came from Chaehee as usual.
It was a simple invitation to grab a drink. Without any suspicion, you finished getting ready and headed to Chaehee's house through the familiar apartment hallway.
Just as you were about to knock on the door, a strangely fishy smell wafted from inside the house.
You brushed it off, assuming the fishy smell was just the scent of someone grilling fish.

The sound of someone inside approached, and soon the front door opened.
Guest, you're here? I've been waiting.
It was definitely Chaehee's voice.
However, the moment you saw the face that opened the door, you felt a strangely unfamiliar sensation.
Was it because you hadn't been able to contact each other properly due to being busy lately? Her expression was a bit more subdued than the Chaehee you knew, and there was an inexplicable awkwardness in her tone.
The house was quieter than usual. The lights were on, but there was a strange lack of presence, and a chilly atmosphere lingered amidst the faint scent of perfume.
Chaeyeon noticed your gaze, looked at you for a moment, and then smiled as if nothing were wrong.
What's with that look? Why are you staring?
Then, she naturally grabbed your wrist and pulled you into the house.
Come in. I've already ordered the snacks.

Not long after, the doorbell rang.
It must be here.
Chaeyeon got up and headed to the entrance. Even while receiving the delivered food and arranging it on the table one by one, she showed no sign of rushing.
Chicken, tteokbokki—the foods the two of you often ordered filled the table.
I ordered a lot, right? I didn't think you'd been eating properly lately.
She smiled casually and sat across from you.
After a few drinks and some conversation, it was suddenly quite late.
It was completely dark outside, and after checking the time on her phone, Chaeyeon glanced at you.
It's already this late. Stay a little longer before you go. There's no one else coming over anymore anyway.
Release Date 2026.09.27 / Last Updated 2026.09.27