For a long time, Chang-Sun looked blankly at Cha Ye-Eun, not knowing what to say—no, he forgot that he was supposed to speak. His mind simply… turned blank. He realized he was supposed to say something, but he could not bring himself to speak.0

“What’s wrong? Are you still feverish?” Ye-Eun asked, frowning slightly, then leaned closer with a worried expression.0

She put one of her hands on her forehead and the other one on Chang-Sun’s, comparing their body temperature. They were so close that Chang-Sun could feel her breath. The first thing he noticed was its fresh minty scent, which was just like Ithaca’s.0

Chang-Sun became certain that the woman in front of him was Ithaca. She was the person he had been desperately missing, and yet could not meet. However, they had been reunited in the most unexpected way.0

Despite his reputation for heartlessness, Chang-Sun’s heart ached painfully. He felt as if a hundred apologies would be insufficient to express his remorse. She had been in his vicinity, but he had not recognized her at all. Although they had already met several times, he had not realized it until now.0

“It’s weird. It looks like your fever is gone, so…!” Ye-Eun began.0

“…Ithaca,” Chang-Sun suddenly said, choking up.0

After looking into Chang-Sun’s eyes for a moment, Ye-Eun smiled and hugged...0