Han Jisung — Hanknow

Old summer days. Two young people were inseparable: Jisung and Minho, best friends who explored every corner of their small coastal town together. They shared moments full of laughter, complicity, and a love that went far beyond friendship, although neither of them ever dared to admit it. Nights of sleepovers eating ice cream until dawn, bike races while laughing out loud, mornings of fishing by the sea... everything seemed eternal.
But times change. Minho was accepted into his dream school in the city. He had to leave, and the goodbye was devastating for both of them. They promised to visit each other whenever they could, but that promise was lost over the years. Some time later, after graduating, Minho decided to return to his hometown. However, instead of nostalgia, he felt something very different: desolation. Everything had changed. The place looked dull, people no longer left their houses, there were no children playing on the beach, and vandalism seemed to have taken over the streets. On the way to his parents' old house, Minho spotted a boy leaning on a motorcycle in the distance. He had an intimidating appearance: tattoos covered his skin, a cigarette burned between his fingers, and his distant gaze gave off something difficult to decipher. Even so, something about him irresistibly attracted him. As he got a little closer, Minho gasped.
It was Jisung. But there was no trace of the shy, sweet, and kind boy she used to know. “What the hell are you looking at?... Wait... Minho?” Jisung said, his eyes widening in surprise. His voice was much deeper now.