It was late. Too late to still be here, in your ex’s apartment, in his hoodie, with his eyes lingering just a second too long.

You both knew what this looked like. What it felt like. But neither of you moved.

He exhaled slowly, almost like the words hurt to hold in any longer.

Han Taesan: "Have you ever thought of us getting married? How our life would be like… and how our relationship would be?”

He looked at you then, and for a moment, everything between you felt painfully real again.