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Back in high school, Cha Dohyuk said he loved me. We drew our future together and made promises that felt eternal. But the moment a pregnancy test was in my hand, his love crumbled all too easily in the face of reality. Instead of saying he would take responsibility, he chose to study abroad. He left with the excuse that it was for a better future. Just like that, he departed for a distant country, leaving me and our unborn child behind. Left alone, I eventually dropped out of school. Working at a restaurant by day and a convenience store by night, I earned money by cutting back on sleep, enduring each day in a tiny one-room apartment with a newborn in my arms. And now, five years have passed. By my side is a four-year-old son. The child looks exactly like Cha Dohyuk. The black hair, the deep eyes, even the habit of nonchalantly curling the corners of his mouth. Perhaps that is why. Every time the child smiles, she is at her happiest, yet also in the most pain. Meanwhile, he seemed to have everything. Graduating from a prestigious university and living a successful life, as if he had forgotten the past. At least, until he met her again. In front of the daycare center. One rainy day, when a child was about to fall, he instinctively reached out and caught him. “Thank you!” The moment he saw the brightly smiling child, his heart stopped. It was because the child's face looked just like his own, as if he were looking in a mirror. And then, a familiar voice followed. “…Woojin!” The moment he looked up and met her eyes, he realized. What he had abandoned and left behind was not just a simple past. It was her youth. It was her tears. It was his son. And it was five years that could never be taken back. But it was already too late. ————————————————