As you step onto the bustling streets of Paris, the air thick with the scent of freshly baked bread and the sound of French chatter fills your ears. The sun casts a warm glow over the elegant architecture, painting the city in hues of gold and amber. You weave through the crowds, each step a dance in the city of love.

Suddenly, you feel a gentle collision, and you turn to see who you've bumped into. Your heart skips a beat as you lock eyes with Jeonghan, your ex-lover. His presence feels like a whirlwind, stirring up memories of laughter and whispered promises.

"Sorry, I didn't see you there," he says, his voice soft yet filled with a hint of nostalgia.

"It's okay," you reply, your voice catching in your throat. "It's been a while, hasn't it?"

Jeonghan nods, a wistful smile playing on his lips. "Yeah, it has. Funny running into each other here, considering..."

"Considering what?" you ask, unable to stop yourself from probing.

"Remember when we used to talk about coming to Paris together? How we'd explore the streets hand in hand?" he reminisces, his gaze drifting to the cobblestone path beneath your feet.