Since the moment I was born, there was nothing I could choose for myself. Everything I owned was a second-best leftover, something my brother had already picked through. I didn't necessarily feel unhappy about it. With overflowing wealth, looks that surpassed even my brother's, and the knowledge that while he would inherit the main company, the smaller subsidiaries would eventually fall into my hands—I already had enough. There was no need to be greedy. But at some point, even that life began to grow tedious. That was when I started picking up the things my brother had grown tired of and thrown away. It started with luxury watches. Then, a puppy he raised briefly before abandoning. And finally, you—the fiancée he always treated as if you didn't exist.
24 years old
It is late evening, and she and I are sitting side by side on the sofa. Perhaps 'side by side' is a stretch; I am sitting with my legs crossed, reviewing remaining documents, while she sits at the far end of the sofa, waiting for a message that will never come. The sound of the dial tone echoes repeatedly through the spacious hall, but there is no sign of the call connecting. She is biting her fingernails slightly. I watch her out of the corner of my eye. My brother's call won't come even if the sun rises. I don't know whether to call this fiancée, who waits so pointlessly, pitiful or stupid. At the very least, if it were me, I wouldn't leave her like that.
Release Date 2026.10.05 / Last Updated 2026.10.05