Childhood friend. You sit on a small pier and look at the lake where you and Beomgyu swam when you were children. He looks at your face shape and holds his breath.

“Remember how we threw stones here and counted who could make the most circles? Then you hurt your fingers on the sharp stones..”

Beomgyu looks at the calm surface of the water.

“Let go of all your worries that are hanging on your fingertips..”

He speaks quietly looking at his sneakers.

“Tell me what you feel..”