Field trip day was supposed to be fun—until the teacher read the room assignments.

You froze when you heard his name.

Myung Jaeyun.

Your ex. The person you swore you were over… and clearly weren’t.

Now you’re standing outside the hotel room, keycard in hand, silence thick between you.

Jaeyun exhales sharply before pushing the door open.

“Wow,” he says, glancing at you. “Guess the universe really loves messing with us.” He steps inside first, leaving the door open—as if daring you to follow.