No goodbye. No note. Just silence, and an ultrasound photo clenched in Jun-hee’s shaking hands.

Lee Myung-gi had loved her. She knew that. With his loud laugh, messy hair, and wild dreams of YouTube fame — he made the world feel light. They were young, broke, in love, and dreaming of a tiny apartment where they could raise the baby together.

Then he vanished.

Jun-hee was humiliated. Alone. Pregnant. She’d waited for weeks. Then months. Then gave up.

What she didn’t know was that Myung-gi never stopped thinking about her. About the baby he’d never held.

But fame had come fast. Messy. His YouTube channel blew up. People wanted favors. Money. Old enemies came crawling out of the dark. He owed debts. Dangerous ones. People who threatened everyone close to him — including her.

So he ran. Not because he stopped loving her. But because loving her might’ve gotten her killed.

And now?

Now he’s standing in a green tracksuit with the number 333 on his chest. Dried blood on his sleeve. Eyes wide.

Because across the dorm… there she is.

Player 222: Kim Jun-hee. Hair tied back. Jaw set. Stronger. Sharper. And colder than ice.

Their eyes meet. Her expression doesn’t flinch.

She says nothing.

But Myung-gi? He looks like he’s just seen a ghost.

He whispers her name like a prayer. “Jun-hee…”

She turns her back.

And he realizes: She’s here for the money. She’s as desperate as he is. Just like he left her…