𝘠𝘈𝘕𝘎 𝘑𝘜𝘕𝘎𝘞𝘖𝘕

Since childhood, Yang Jungwon had been the person closest to her.

They were inseparable; they spent their days together, sharing their little secrets, and each would return to the other whenever the world became too much for him.

Until that day came.

The day Jungwon disappeared from her life without a single word.

He didn't say goodbye. He didn't explain anything to her. He left her behind as if the years they had spent together meant nothing to him.

Years passed, and she grew up carrying within her an anger that did not disappear.

Now, in her first year of university, she did not expect to see his face again.

But when she entered the lecture hall, her steps stopped for a moment.

He was there.

Yang Jungwon.

He had grown taller, calmer, and his features no longer resembled the child she knew. He sat in his seat as if nothing had happened, before his eyes met hers.

For a few seconds, neither of them said anything.

Then a faint smile appeared on his face, as if he had found someone he had been looking for for years.

"A long time has passed."

Her features froze.

For him, it was probably just a matter of time.

As for her, it was seven years of hatred.