The door slammed shut. It was the sound that severed the space physically as well as the sound that snapped the thin thread of emotions he had barely maintained until now. Maru pressed down on his knees to suppress his urge to follow her.

The meeting was not that shocking. She brought herself from three years ago right to this place as though the three years hadn’t passed at all. It felt as though the separation of space and time didn’t mean anything between them. He kept glancing at her like he was some thief. The forehead that symbolized her bold personality, the nose that represented her signature pride, the philtrum that was a symbol of her stubbornness, and lastly the lips that whispered loveliness. He was enraptured by every single line that was on her face. The urge to have her and steal her for himself kept pushing his back. Had he not recalled the regret that would come as a result of his decision, he would have reached out to her, both verbally and physically.

Only after controlling his impulse by giving her the chopstick obediently could he look her in the eyes. The reason he called her here was to put an end to the relationship he wasn’t able to...