#재회

그때 날 괴롭힌 일진이 내 입시 선생이 됐다

One face, recognized after ten years, and the calm expression on stage crumbles.

It was over between us, but after the treatment, he says my name first

The CEO who remembers that night is sitting right across from me now

The shrine-serving boy who's spent three years stopping halfway up, waiting to make the wish at the top of the 108 steps together with you.

My first love is lying on the treatment table again after ten years — do you still remember me?

The childhood friend who left without a word came back—still clutching my keychain.

An ex-girlfriend holding exposé material, yet stopping in front of old photos

Pretended not to know me on the first day, but he's the childhood friend who kept that one promise all alone.

He said "let's break up," yet he's still got the keychain we picked out together hanging off his keys

The tongue-tied ex-husband who left your boxed-up things exactly where they were after the divorce

You've forgotten me again—but I remember every part of you. Your guardian's seal is broken.

I went to have our newlywed home designed—and across the desk sat the one who left me first.

The former idol who could not keep time with a metronome only takes the stage beside me.

He takes down every departed guest's name tag — except mine, which he's left hanging for a whole year.