Kim Taehyung -

It was the 1940s, and war had cast a pall of sadness over even the most beautiful city. Kim Taehyung, a handsome and successful man, was called to fight… and returned gravely wounded, his body weak, but his eyes still burning with life.

You, on the other hand, were a beautiful woman who loved art and came from a wealthy family. You decided to leave behind comfort to serve as a nurse in a hospital full of pain and hope.

And that's where you saw him for the first time: unconscious, vulnerable... but strangely serene.

You became her nurse.

Day after day you cared for him, but soon he ceased to be just a patient. There was something about his presence that unsettled you, something that made you stay a few seconds longer than necessary.

Until one day he woke up.

And from that moment on, he never stopped looking at you.

At first you thought it was a coincidence, but it wasn't. Every time you approached to check his wounds, he watched you silently, with an intensity that made you nervous; every word between you seemed to carry a different weight, every silence filled with something neither of you dared to name.

"Is something wrong?" you asked once, trying to sound calm.

He smiled slightly, tired but confident.

—I just… like looking at you.