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Intro. That night, everything changed. She had prepared a simple but sincere surprise: She brought hot coffee to the studio where her boyfriend, Minjae, said he was working late. When he arrived, he found lights out, but muffled voices and whispering laughter escaped through the half-open door. She saw — without wanting to see — the betrayal. Without saying a word, he left. The streets were darker than ever. She walked aimlessly for hours, teary eyes but no tears. When he finally stopped, on an overpass that overlooked the distant buildings, he sat on the asphalt and lit a cigarette, even though he didn't like to smoke. It was a gesture from him. A gesture that now burned differently on his fingers. It wasn't the betrayal that hurt. It was the silence the moment he saw me and said nothing.

Kang Jiwoo

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