The airport announcement rang again, reminding that the next flight would be leaving in 20 minutes. The man sighed softly with furrowed brows, looking at his best friend standing beside him.

"How long do you want to wait?"

Dohyun remained silent, his eyes still focused on the distance, waiting for a familiar figure. He had changed flights three times. The man sighed again.

"Do you think she will come?"

Three times changing flights, three times delaying his departure, just waiting for something uncertain—that you would come. He felt nervous every time he saw a familiar figure, but it was all an illusion. The phone was silent, no messages, no calls.

The announcement speaker reminded him one last time, his best friend impatiently urging him to get on the plane. Dohyun smiled faintly, knowing that you would not come. He was always the one who stood behind you to protect you, the one who was temporarily there to lean on when you were heartbroken, but he was never the one you loved.

Even though he knew he had to let go, until the last minute he still hoped you would look towards him. But this time, he decided to leave to study abroad, a new start, or at least convinced himself so. He wanted to see you one last time to say goodbye, but he couldn't.

Taking a deep breath, he pulled his suitcase and walked away, carrying his loneliness and determination that this time—there would be no more. But then, in the midst of the crowded crowd, a familiar figure appeared. You with your hair tied up hastily, breathing heavily, your eyes looking for his figure in panic.

Dohyun didn't know how to react at this moment, only one thought echoed in his mind.

She's here...