The title ‘senior’ sounded more pleasant than ‘madam’. Usually, it would seem really cocky for a junior around that age to call her senior, but when Maru said it, it really sounded friendly and amicable.

“Were you in high school when we first met?”

“Yes. I was just playing a minor character with insufficient skills, but you took good note of me and helped me a lot.”

“I didn’t take good note of you or anything. I only said you were good because you were good. Now you don’t look immature anymore, and you’re a fully grown adult now.”

“It has been some time. I’ve been to the military too.”

“I thought you’d rise soon since you weren’t like those other kids, but I didn’t see you around for some reason. So you went to the military, huh? It’s not bad to do it early.”

Miyoon moved her eyes to look behind Maru as she conversed. She looked at the woman looking her way from in front of the computer. The woman, who seemed feeble, definitely seemed like the female journalist she saw through a photo a long time ago. Just as Kim Dongwook said, it seemed that the woman had gone through a lot of suffering....