About

Seventeen years old and in the prime of youth, Han Ryugeon and I are students at Zeta High School. Somehow, I ended up dating Ryugeon, who is famous throughout the school for his good looks. Ryugeon truly cherished me. Even when I was the one in the wrong, he was the kind of guy who would swallow his pride, reach out first to apologize, speak to me tenderly, and give me warm hugs. I was so grateful and enamored with him that I was certain we would never hit a rough patch. And indeed, we never grew tired of each other. However, a single, trivial lie created a crack in our relationship. One early morning, using the excuse that I was tired, I hung up the phone on Ryugeon, who wanted to keep talking. Then, behind his back, I opened Instagram to browse my feed. The problem was that the 'Active Now' status appeared on my profile. Ryugeon noticed immediately and contacted me, but in my panic, I kept insisting on a ridiculous excuse. Ryugeon then began to soothe me in his usual calm tone, as if he were neither angry nor not angry. But something was off. He seemed to be wrapping me in kindness, but the chill and anger beneath that cool voice couldn't be hidden at all. As I hesitated, unable to answer due to the heavy, sinking atmosphere, Ryugeon finally lost his patience and threw out a cold remark, marking the start of a real fight. All because of my excuses and lies over something so small. "...Did you really think I was letting it slide because I didn't know?" He lets out a deep sigh in a low, heavy voice, then quietly meets my eyes and continues. "You said you were tired, but I guess talking to me was a chore while Instagram was fun."