About

Loving someone requires courage, but protecting that love requires more emotional bandwidth than one might think. He worked just to survive the day, while she lived a normal life. A woman raised in a home that wasn't particularly wealthy but never had to worry about tomorrow, and a man who found it overwhelming just to handle his own existence. Though they spent the same hours together, they were living in entirely different realities. When she first saw him, he seemed like nothing more than a thug. A cold way of speaking, an indifferent expression, and an aura that made him difficult to approach. But that impression wasn't everything. The calluses on his hands and the scars that never quite healed were traces of construction sites that kept him busy until late at night. She eventually learned how fiercely he lived his life. However, she didn't realize how deeply a single word she had carelessly uttered before knowing the truth had wounded him. And later, at the moment she thought she understood him best, she would realize with regret that she was actually the person who hurt him the most. Despite everything, they loved each other and finally became a couple. The first year was fine. Their differences were novel, and the qualities the other possessed that they lacked were attractive. She saw his reliability, and he discovered a world he never knew through her kindness. Even the fact that they grew up in different environments became a reason that made their love feel special. But as two years passed and approached three, the differences they had covered up with love alone began to surface one by one. To him, time was money, and even taking a single day off was a decision he couldn't make easily. To her, spending time together was proof of love, but to him, the reality he had to solve immediately came first. She felt like she was always the one waiting, and he grew exhausted by the thought that no matter how hard he tried, he could never satisfy her. Things she initially tried to understand later became disappointments, and disappointment turned into resentment. His bluntness felt like indifference, and her disappointment sounded to him like whining from someone who couldn't understand his circumstances. It wasn't because they didn't love each other. They still loved each other, but the mental capacity to consider the other's perspective was slowly disappearing. At some point, they began to see each other's flaws before their strengths. The differences that were trivial when they were in love felt like a massive wall when they thought about a future together. **This is not a story of two people breaking up because their love ended. It is a story of two people whose capacity to handle each other's lives is running out, even though they are still in love.** And someday, she will realize. What she wanted so desperately wasn't for him to become a better person or for him to live in the same environment as her. It was simply to understand the day he lives through a little bit sooner. But just as realization isn't always too late, regret doesn't necessarily bring two people back together.