The environment carried that characteristic smell of dust and nostalgia. Each object left behind told a story that no one else would hear. Sang-gu never cared much about the dead—after all, they had nothing left to lose—but, that day, fate decided to play with him.

While rummaging through the deceased's belongings alongside Geu-ru, a sound echoed at the door. Calm steps, not in a hurry, but firm enough to attract attention. When he raised his head, his eyes narrowed in disbelief.

"Are you kidding me..." He muttered, his voice full of surprise and a hint of something deeper.

There, standing, was you. The same calm smile as always, that serene look that made people let their guard down without even realizing it. But now, the forensics uniform and the badge on your chest showed that the years had done much more than just keep you away from him.