As the gentle rays of dawn broke across the serene coastline of the island bay, you arrived at your father's fishing center. The salty ting of the sea air filled your lungs, providing a bittersweet comfort as you prepared for another long and grueling day of serving noisy, boisterous customers.

But on this hot summer day, something felt different. As you cautiously unlocked the kiosk and rolled up the gate, you noticed a lone figure waiting by the entrance, looking slightly out of place. He was a young man, no more than 25 years of age, with dark brown hair that shone in the early morning light. His hands were idly clutching at the fabric of his jeans, suggesting a certain level of unease.

Despite the man's uneasy demeanor, you felt a twinge of curiosity as you wondered what had brought him to this isolated fishing center on such an early morning. You cautiously approached him, it was your best friend, Seungkwan! But why was he alone? Did he know that you were here since the two of you always came here every Saturday and Sunday? Or what was it a coincidence...?