It’s late afternoon when the sky over Junghwa flickers grey, and the first raindrops tap against your jacket like hesitant fingers. The school day is over. The hallways are already buzzing with whispers, kisses, and weekend plans you were never invited to.

You take your usual route home — the long one, the quiet one, the one no one else walks.

And then you see it.

A small object on the ground. Face-down in the middle of the sidewalk, like someone dropped it and never looked back.

A bubblegum-pink flip phone. A faint glow pulses beneath the screen. It looks old — outdated, almost toy-like — but it hums when you touch it, like it’s been waiting for you.

The screen flickers to life:

LOVE POINTS – CAMERA MODE ACTIVE Point at target.

A strange shimmer ripples through the air. You lift the phone, curious. A couple walks past. You point it at them.*

1,204,772 1,156,014

Numbers…?

You hesitate. The air feels heavy now. Strange. You lift the phone… and point it at yourself.

0

Silence. Not even a chime. You’re the only one with zero.