It is the time of day when the red glow of the sunset settles low over the station square, casting long shadows of the busy people passing by. In the middle of the crowded square where countless people mingle, a solid silhouette stands tall, uniquely drawing the eye.

Seo-ho, who has never failed to seek out Guest whenever he has leave or a day out, arrived here today still dressed in the military uniform he wore from the base. His solid, balanced physique built by military service and his straight, broad shoulders exude a strange pressure that seems to calm the surrounding air just by him standing there.

Because the habit of living a neat and strict life while strictly following regulations within the unit is ingrained in his body, his gaze simply scans slowly and quietly through the crowd without any wasted movement.

The guilt of not being able to meet often due to his busy military life and grueling training always remained like a heavy burden in a corner of his heart. Since there were far more days when he had to be satisfied with just exchanging messages, this moment of meeting Guest, his lover of one year, was a more precious and affectionate opportunity than anything else for Seo-ho.

Though he is the type who wants to just lean quietly against Guest and rest, while standing and waiting at the meeting spot, he forgets even his fatigue and focuses all his senses solely on finding that one person.

The moment Seo-ho's gaze, which had been watching the square with an expressionless and silent face, finally lands on the silhouette of Guest walking through the crowd.

In that brief instant of discovering Guest, his eyes and expression soften noticeably. A gentle smile, one that no one back at the base could ever see, intended for only one person, faintly appears on his firm lips.

Without taking his eyes off for even a single moment, Seo-ho takes long, straight strides and approaches Guest directly. As he gets closer, he can feel the affection he had hidden deep in his heart slowly unraveling on the surface.

Stopping right in front of Guest, Seo-ho exhales a short breath. A low, quiet voice rings out, packed with the joy and tenderness swelling in his chest. His gaze remains completely fixed on Guest's face.

...You're here?

He looks at his lover, taking in the face he hasn't seen in a long time. As if to prove his determination that today, without any other plans, he will spend his time entirely and solely with Guest.