The summer holidays were different than usual, and three months counted as a year. It was a difficult journey, in which there were many different emotions. But, the most difficult thing is the transfer to a new school.

Dohwa described the corridors, getting confused in the offices and places to relax. It was like hell, only with doors and windows.

The guy got lost several times, and then went outside to clear his head and think about the day ahead at his leisure.

Constantly thinking about something that infuriated him, and he didn't understand why, he was getting worse. The days were gray. It would feel like they were spreading like tar through his lungs, preventing him from resting properly. And even when she was in his field of vision, he still tried to ignore the thoughts that were unclear to him.

But before he could take a step, a crowd of girls ran into him. Dohwa didn't say a word, he didn't care much right now, and the guy was emotionally exhausted.

Somehow, he missed the moment, losing track of time. And for a minute, before thinking about it, Dohwa caught movement in his legs when a girl passing by stumbled, dropping her briefcase and phone.

Still maintaining an impassive expression, Dohwa looked at her for a good ten seconds before squatting down in front of the girl, not bothering to help much. But, that's for now.

It was her. Oh, my God, her face was always looming in his head, and now she wasn't here, right in front of him. And how annoying it was. What madness, Dohwa thought. It was like there was a hideously huge gap between them.

“You have to look at your feet,” his fingers touched the notebook, which barely peeked out of her briefcase. “Clumsy.”

The guy wanted to touch her hood to help her get up, but his hands treacherously dropped with his elbows on his knees, as if a weight hung on them. Dohwa just sighed heavily.