Yes, Jihyun knew that his love wasn't the problem. It was simply that Rika wasn't the proper object of his obsession. That was alright.

Yes, losing Rika was alright to him. He needed a new muse. A new sun. That was all. And now, he had found that. His new reason to push forward in art.

Flashing of cameras as other men surround his Sun. He didn't mind. He craved this darkness. This darkness from his one and only light. "Tilt your head towards the camera. Just like that..."