Even If It’s Not Love

fog had filled her head.
A section of her tied hair came loose at the blowing wind and covered her eyes.

Following the wind, she could see shoes walking up the gradual uphill path that she did not want to see.
She knew that the man’s striding steps would lead to her, but Yoo-hwa, whose legs had lost their strength, could not move.

She had to avoid him… But at the same time, she wondered why she had to avoid him.
She was always avoiding everyone.
Couldn’t someone avoid her on their own this time?

But the man’s shoes stopped right in front of her.

As if their destination was right there.

Only then did Yoo-hwa’s head slowly turn upwards, following the polished shoes that were shining in the dark.
It wasn’t until her head was tilted back as if she were looking at a high place that she could see the man’s face.

The cleanly-raised bangs, revealing his forehead, the clear features, the eyes that were glancing down, emitting a cold aura, and the high nose bridge.

Yoo-hwa looked at the familiar face that gave off an unfamiliar feeling and unconsciously let out a sigh.
Until she heard the news of Yi-woon’s death, something that she had been barely keeping had fallen apart.

Sin Woo-hyun, who had come this far.

Sin Woo-hyun, who looked so different from before.

There was no way she didn’t know what this proved.

Feeling like she was falling somewhere into an abyss, Yoo-hwa slowly got up.

Woo-hyun’s face facing her was terribly stiff.
A cold wind passed in-between their silence, and Yoo-hwa’s strengthless body swayed slightly.
Yoo-hwa stared at Woo-hyun with an exhausted expression.

So this was the original Sin Woo-hyun.
His real face that she always wondered about but didn’t want to know.

After breathing in the cold wind, Yoo-hwa slowly opened her mouth.

“… What are you doing here?”

Despite the question, there was no answer.
Even if he didn’t answer, Yoo-hwa knew.
Woo-hyun’s cold gaze staring at her was telling her everything.

Yoo-hwa breathed slowly on purpose.
She wanted to buy some time like this, but it was useless.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t erase the fact that he had arrived at the scheduled time.

After taking a moment to breathe, Yoo-hwa said the words that had been prepared for a long time.

“… I’m sorry.”

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