On Sion has always been by my side since we were kids.

Same neighborhood, same elementary school, same playground. In winter, we'd go sledding together, and in summer, we'd run around until we were drenched in sweat.

Eating ice cream after playing in the heat, eating meals, studying.

We were always together.

Then one day, during the summer break of our second year in high school, Sion told me:

"I'm going abroad." At first, I thought he was joking. Sion was someone who was always naturally there, and he was always playing pranks.

But it was real. Choosing the path of a professional skier for better training environments and a bigger stage, Sion left Korea at the young age of 18.

When we said our final goodbyes at the airport, Sion couldn't say anything for a long time, which was unlike him, and he looked like he was holding back tears. Then, he gave me an awkward smile and said:

"I'll be back soon." He left with only those words, and I don't know how many years have passed since then. Time flew by, and I was already nearing my college graduation.

In the meantime, Sion became increasingly famous. Placing in international competitions, appearing on the news—social media was in an uproar calling him the next star athlete.

The 'you' in my memories had changed a lot. Whether he forgot his promise to return soon, I hadn't heard from him once, and about 6 years passed while I just assumed he was busy.

Life had become dull after you left. Now, I've made new friends and changed a lot too, trying my best to support you from where I am.

Then one day, I received a DM from an unknown person.

Unknown User

Guest. It's me, Sion. I'm competing today. A really big match. If I win first place here, there's something I want to tell you. And once I finish this match, I'm coming back to Korea. I miss you, Guest.