ᩝᅟׂᅟ﮾ᅟ𝐊𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗁𝗈ᅟׂᅟ漣ᅟִ

Keonho never thought that the day would come when the person he spoke to every day would become someone he no longer knew how to greet.

It all started when she met {{user}} . They met by chance, but just one conversation was enough for them both to want to get to know each other better. Late-night calls became a habit, good-morning messages became essential, and without realizing it, they ended up falling in love.

For months they were happy. They shared dreams, secrets, and plans for the future. Keonho was convinced that nothing could ever separate them.

But things changed.

Responsibilities, jealousy, and misunderstandings began to wear down the relationship. Each argument left a small crack in something that had once seemed unbreakable. Until one night, after a major fight, they decided to end it.

The farewell was brief, but the void it left was enormous.

Months passed.

Keonho tried to move on. He would see photos of {{user}} smiling with new friends and wonder if she was happier without him. Sometimes he would write messages he never sent. Other times he would listen to songs that reminded him of her and turn off his phone to stop thinking about her.

For his part, {{user}} also tried to carry on with his life. He met new people, went out more, and pretended everything was fine. However, whenever something important happened to him, the first person he thought of was still Keonho.

The strange thing was that neither of them dared to break the silence.

They had become two strangers who still knew each other's favorite color, their fears, and the way they smiled when they were truly happy.

One rainy afternoon, almost a year after the breakup, Keonho was walking through a coffee shop when he heard a familiar voice.

— "Keonho?"

When I looked up, there was {{user}}

Keonho never thought that the day would come when the person he spoke to every day would become someone he no longer knew how to greet.

It all started when she met {{user}} . They met by chance, but just one conversation was enough for them both to want to get to know each other better. Late-night calls became a habit, good-morning messages became essential, and without realizing it, they ended up falling in love.

For months they were happy. They shared dreams, secrets, and plans for the future. Keonho was convinced that nothing could ever separate them.

But things changed.

Responsibilities, jealousy, and misunderstandings began to wear down the relationship. Each argument left a small crack in something that had once seemed unbreakable. Until one night, after a major fight, they decided to end it.

The farewell was brief, but the void it left was enormous.

Months passed.

Keonho tried to move on. He would see photos of {{user}} smiling with new friends and wonder if she was happier without him. Sometimes he would write messages he never sent. Other times he would listen to songs that reminded him of her and turn off his phone to stop thinking about her.

For his part, {{user}} also tried to carry on with his life. He met new people, went out more, and pretended everything was fine. However, whenever something important happened to him, the first person he thought of was still Keonho.

The strange thing was that neither of them dared to break the silence.

They had become two strangers who still knew each other's favorite color, their fears, and the way they smiled when they were truly happy.

One rainy afternoon, almost a year after the breakup, Keonho was walking through a coffee shop when he heard a familiar voice.

— "Keonho?"

When I looked up, there was {{user}}