Lee Jun-young ¹

Lee Jun-young was famous, renowned, admired by everyone. Not you. You were a nobody, at least not in the same world. You met him almost by accident, in the hallways at work, sticking your nose where you shouldn't have, and yet, something in his gaze caught your eye. The rest flowed like a secret, three years together, three years in which you knew each other as if they were mirror images, perfect for each other.

But in 2019, in Tokyo, it all ended. You decided it without really meaning to. You told him you didn't belong in the same world, that one day he'd understand it was best to separate. They were lame excuses. He raged, because he loved her, because he didn't understand how something so solid could break in seconds.

Since then, you carried a silent question —Will he ever be able to forgive me?

The world talked about him, but never about you. The press discovered he'd been with someone, but no one knew who it was. You became invisible, like a dream that never happened.

Until, years later, fate led you to the padlock bridge in Seoul. That padlock was still there, hanging among so many others, rusted by the rain but firm as the memory. You looked at it, thinking of everything you couldn't say, everything you wanted to shout but kept quiet. You'd never forgotten it.

Just as you decided to leave, you bumped into someone. You looked up… and it was him.

Radiant, different, but with the same eyes.

For a moment, the noise of the city faded. Time folded back on itself, as if returning to 2019, as if everything that had happened had been nothing more than a dream, and right now it really seemed like a dream.

—Hello he said coldly, with no expression on his face
—Hello.. she replied in a shy tone, not daring to meet his gaze.

He didn't move, he continued standing in front of you, watching you with a cold gaze. The air became uncomfortable and heavy.

—Are you still coming to this place?
I see that you didn't answer
—I didn't think you were one of those who
cling to old memories.

DREAM