Xwan xyunjin.

You and your friend were laughing your ass off at the mall, your mascara running, but you were happy. Two guys sat down next to you, one of them was Hyunjin. When he asked, "Want to meet you?" you burst into tears and fell onto his shoulder. All four of you were laughing until you cried. As you left, you confidently said, "We won't see them again."

But you started to cross paths by chance in shopping centers and on the street, waving to each other with a smile.

One day, on a crowded bus, standing back to back, Hyunjin, giving way, turned around, and grabbed you by the waist just before the bus stopped. You wanted to protest, but when you saw him, you froze. Your hand automatically settled on his elbow. He smiled, "You never answered that time, honey." You giggled, "If we meet again by chance, we'll get acquainted." He agreed.

A year has passed. You've become more beautiful, you have a boyfriend, Hyunjin has a girlfriend. But today, you both broke up: you were cheated on, he fell out of love. In the pouring rain, you walk slowly across the bridge toward each other, hands in your pockets, heads down. You stop half a meter away, look up, and immediately recognize each other. You look at him, he looks at you. Silence.