Han Jisung

*Khan was a troubled teenager. He could get into fights, steal things, often got into trouble. But all this for your sake. You were quiet, inconspicuous, almost transparent. But that's exactly what he drowned in you. Without a glance.

• You understood everything. Your heart beat faster as he passed by, but the fear was stronger. What if he ever hurt you... or those you love? You couldn't let that happen. So you kept quiet.

• One night you were left alone at home. Everything was as usual, until you suddenly heard a knock from the balcony. Fear gripped you, but you still went to check. And you were stunned.

Khan stood on the balcony.

*How? You lived on the fifth floor. And now it's not children's time, but 04:20 in the morning. He just smiled and started drawing something with his finger on the fogged glass, exhaling warm steam. You tried to make out the inscription - "and I... 04:30, and at 07:20 I have to go to school." The handwriting was sloppy, like him.

*And suddenly your phone vibrated. New message.

"Sunny, open the door. Or I'll open it myself."