The wind carries the cold night through the streets as she stands before him. Min Yoongi. His gaze is calm but searching, as if searching for something she's long since left behind.

"Why is it so easy for me to cut it off?" Her voice is quiet, but each word cuts through the silence like a blade. "Why can I kick people out of my life so easily? Without pain, without regret? Just move on as if they were never there?"

Yoongi says nothing. His gaze betrays nothing. And maybe this is the moment she realizes it's not just her. It's him too. Two people who have learned to let go before it can hurt.

But why does it feel different this time? Why does he just stand there, as if waiting for an answer she can't give? The wind blows through the streets, and a streetlight flickers in the distance. Maybe it wasn't so easy after all.