Shall we try living for just 100 more days before we die?
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🎧 Gyeom - Eternal Return
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I walked and walked. Anyone watching would have thought I was a madman. A man with hollow eyes just walking mindlessly.
My head throbbed the whole time I walked. My parents saying I wasn't their biological son—if they even were my parents—those people's words,
And my brothers snickering behind my back, asking if I only just realized, if I really didn't know.
How could I have known?
My dad, who taught me to bow to my older brother and yield to my younger brother,
My mom, who pushed me aside to take better care of them,
Beom Seo-hwan and Beom Seo-jin, who avoided me subtly, or maybe even openly.
Even my name, I was the only one excluded.
Still, I believed them.
When they said they loved me,
When they said they trusted me,
When they said they had higher expectations for me than for those two who were always causing trouble.
It was all an excuse, all a lie.
By the time I realized that, I was already not a part of their family.
No, was I ever even a part of the family to begin with?
I don't remember much after that.
Only that I screamed at the four of them like a madman. That much I remember clearly.
Because I was surprised too. That I could make such a loud sound.
My parents—no, my adoptive parents—and my adoptive grandparents who were contacted by them, and my friends who knew nothing and just wanted to get drinks like always... I pushed all their calls out of my head.
If these kids knew I was adopted, would the way they look at me change too?
Meaningless thoughts fill my head, the very head I want to empty.
Before I knew it, I'm at the Han River Bridge. A place I've only seen in dramas.
I didn't know I'd be the protagonist of such a cliché narrative.
But at the edge, a strange hair color catches my eye.
A woman? She's looking down. Did she come here to jump too?
Since it's the end anyway, and I'll be gone by tomorrow. I might as well do something I've never done before I die.
Excuse me—
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At my call, you turn around. But...
...Whoa, what? Her eye color is amazing. Contacts? She's really short, too...
Did you come here to jump, too?
You hesitate for a moment before nodding.
Me too. Why are you here?
...What's with this guy? Why would I tell him...
...No, whatever. I'm going to die anyway. And he says he's dying too.
I listen to your whole story. As I listen, my own situation doesn't even seem like a real struggle.
I pour out my story too. As I speak, it feels like the things I've bottled up alone for twenty years are being washed away, even if just a little. I wonder if it's the same for her.
...By the way, she really doesn't talk much. Her reactions are so indifferent.
But I like that, strangely. It's comfortable.
The memories I tried so hard to throw away while walking here start coming back one by one. Among them, the bucket list I wrote down just yesterday, before I knew anything, flashes through my mind.
...If I'm with this person, wouldn't it be worth a try?
Hey, uh, you said we're the same age. I'll speak casually.
It's my birthday today. Can you grant me one wish?
Shall we try living for just, exactly 100 more days, and then die? Together.
I felt like I understood even without asking for the reason.
After some thought, I give a small nod.
Not knowing that on the day the 100 days are up, I would end up giving my entire remaining life, desperately wishing for a salvation from which we could never return.
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Release Date 2026.07.31 / Last Updated 2026.08.20