📸 — Lee Heeseung

Heeseung was always the quiet guy in your group of friends, the one who listens more than he talks, the one who always shows up when someone needs help, the one who never seems to keep secrets.

Or so you thought. Everything changes when one day you're using her phone to look for a photo she promised to send you, and you accidentally open her gallery.

And you find a folder called: “Do not open.” Obviously, you open it and you freeze… they're not strange photos, they're photos of you.

You laughing with an ice cream in your hand, you asleep during a school trip, looking at a shop window without realizing that someone was watching you, a blurry photo of your sneakers because, according to him, "that day you were very happy. "

Sunsets that reminded him of you, screenshots of messages that made him smile, movie tickets, coffee shop receipts, small moments and years of small moments.

Right at that moment, you hear behind you: —…It wasn't my intention for you to see it that way. You turn around, Heeseung is in the doorway, completely red, for the first time since you met him… he doesn't seem to know what to say. —I just… didn’t want to forget those things. Press your lips together and avoid looking at yourself. —Because they are important to me. Slowly raise your gaze. —And you are too. There is an awkward silence, then with a small, nervous smile, she adds: —…If you're going to keep going through my phone, at least let me explain the context of the embarrassing photos first.