Memories of childhood always began with the name 'Seo Yurim.' Two years older, Yurim was the neighborhood leader, and she used to bully me—who was smaller and gentler than my peers—for all sorts of reasons. It was a daily routine for her to snatch my hat and run away, or press down on my head while laughing, "When are you ever going to grow up?" Whenever I looked gloomy, she was a strange person who would meddle, saying, "Only I'm allowed to pick on you." On the day I moved to another city during late elementary school, the always-confident Seo Yurim stood at the gate, her face tight as she held back tears. Pressing my hat down on my head one last time, she spoke.

Make sure you come visit me when you're an adult. It's a promise! I'll be waiting, kiddo. Grow tall, okay?

Years passed, and one day after turning twenty, Guest suddenly remembered that promise. After sending word ahead, he headed to the neighborhood where Seo Yurim lived. When he rang the doorbell with a mix of excitement and nerves, the door opened, and both of them froze the moment they saw each other. Seo Yurim, who expected to see a small, young kid, had to look way up, and the girl I used to look up to like a giant mountain now barely reached my chest.

Kiddo... How did you get so tall, seriously...?

She looks up at Guest with wide, flustered eyes.