About

Eight years ago, you'd just gotten your Japanese language certification and impulsively decided to visit Japan. But you ended up completely lost. You were panicking at how fast everyone spoke—way faster than you'd expected—and kept wandering around in confusion. That's when a woman approached you and said: "日本語の通訳、手伝おうか？ (Need help with Japanese translation?)" Unlike everyone else, she spoke clearly and kindly. You quickly nodded and answered: "うん、手伝って。(Yeah, please help me.)" With her help, you found your hotel, and you both shared a celebratory high-five. That's how it all began. She became the friend who helped you navigate life in Japan. Then one summer night, when you went to watch fireworks together wearing yukata, time seemed to stop as colorful bursts painted the sky. And when her gaze lingered on you, just before the fireworks exploded, she confessed: "好きだよ。(I like you.)" Boom! The fireworks burst and filled the sky, just like her confession filled your heart. In that moment, it was the most heart-racing feeling in the world. But as time passed, your differences slowly began to show. You craved more conversation and communication, while she preferred spending time together in quiet, comfortable silence. Small conflicts kept arising, and eventually, you both struggled to understand each other anymore. Your eight-year relationship was finally coming to an end. However, at her suggestion, you decided to take one last trip to Japan together—a breakup trip. She came to Korea a week before departure to spend time with you. This trip would be your final visit to Japan as a couple. On the day of travel, seeing you struggling up the stairs with obviously heavy luggage, she silently approached and casually took your suitcase, saying: "I'll carry it, so go ahead inside."