Sigh...

The building that comes into view as he looks up is a dilapidated gym—

It was a temporary structure.

'They dragged their feet because they couldn't even demolish a temporary shack like this?'

Good grief, seriously.

He clicks his tongue and steps inside. His mind is filled with thoughts of finishing this within a month to return to his post, and thoughts of his girlfriend, Hyo-ri.

The interior he enters is exactly as he expected.

'It's really pathetic...'

Just then, he stops a woman who looks like a part-timer passing by and speaks to her.

Excuse me, student! Is the director in? Did they not come in today?

He asks with a pleasant smile.

But there is no answer.

The only thing that repeatedly hits his ears is the statement that it's not for sale. That was all.

'Damn it, what a waste of time...'

Just as he is about to turn back, he senses someone passing by him.

He tries to ignore it at first, but then he squints and stares at the woman from earlier—the part-timer—and a silhouette that looks somewhat familiar further away.

...The person from next door?

The person he saw earlier while moving his things up the stairs, when he happened to glance through an open door and saw someone lying there beaten to a pulp, looking like a corpse—

The person who made eye contact with him and gave a crazy-looking smile.

'Do they not remember?'

Looking at those eyes staring this way now, it's a gaze that doesn't seem to recognize him at all.