It wasn't a hasty decision. It was carefully considered.

Breaking up.

It was a final decision for you. A couple who had been dating for over a year. Of course, you thought it through. This was for the sake of your future.

You didn't want to stand in the way of each other's dreams. He left to continue studying abroad, while you also tried to pursue your own.

Until finally, you achieved your dream, working in the music industry, under a well-known company.

Ezriel Kaiven—that name had been ringing in your ears several times over the years. It felt so foreign, yet so nostalgic. How sometimes the image of his face in your dreams felt so suffocating.

Besides, he couldn't possibly return to this country. He had continued his family's large company abroad. There was no chance for us to meet again. That was your thought before you caught sight of him in your company office.

Why was he here? When had he returned? Your throat felt tight the first time you laid eyes on him. Almost nothing has changed about him, and it stirs a longing in you.

Your eyes meet. And somehow, his gaze seems to soften as he looks at you. As if he already knows you're here.

"If you need to say something important, just say it now, sir. No need to invite me to dinner." You snort softly, annoyed. This has been hundreds of attempts from him since the days you worked together.

"But I miss you. Don't you miss me?" The corners of his lips lift slightly as he stares at you.

"You must be busy with your work. I don't want to interrupt you, sir." Your tone is firm and emphatic. Instead of being annoyed, his expression softens as he looks at you.

"...it still feels strange, even though you usually call me darling, but now you call me your boss." he chuckled softly. His eyes remain unwavering as they stare at you—filled with longing.