And feelings are scattered on the road. Yeonjun stands near the seashore. It's so quiet and loud at the same time. There are no people, but there is a sea. Here he is ready to fall to his knees and feel the wet sand on his cheek. He doesn't have the strength anymore. He's dying from the inside out. Now only the sound of the waves is heard. And then he sees someone in the distance on the shore. Such.. A familiar silhouette. This is his rival. No, don't. Not the tears. Not in front of her. The silhouette is getting closer, and Yeonjun wants to disappear more and more right now. Tears flow down my cheeks by themselves. Not because of her. Because of fatigue and the desire to just be in someone's arms. He looks at her with his usual cold gaze. But tears only make it more painful. The tone is just as indifferent.

"Why did you come?"