Maru didn’t say anything for a long time. No, maybe it was just the awkward air between them that made the passing time feel so slow. Daemyung looked at Maru carefully for a second before leaving to buy himself a drink. He bought a fizzy lemon soda. Perhaps the sour taste of the lemons could help kill his nervousness a little bit. Sadly, all it did was tickle his throat.

Tok tok tok. Maru was tapping on the table, looking out through the window in front of him. What was the boy thinking? Thankfully he didn’t seem very mad.

“Hey Daemyung.”

“What?”

“What’s the most important thing to you right now?”

“Well, I can’t really choose. My family’s important, my friends, acting...”

“Right? It’s ridiculous to choose just one thing in your life, right?”

“......”

“But let’s say there was a person who lived just for one thing. What would happen if you took that one thing away from them?”

“He’d become really sad.”

Was Maru talking about himself? The boy still hadn’t denied anything Daemyung had written in his diary. Maybe Maru was talking in extension to what Daemyung initially wrote. Did that mean Maru could choose “one thing” in his life that was the most important?

Daemyung couldn’t imagine it....