The reason for seeing this face again after four years was nothing special. It was just a high school reunion. The moment I got the call, I wondered if people still did such old-fashioned things, but I accepted immediately. Because he was exactly the type of person who would never miss an event like this. If it weren't for that face, I wouldn't have shown up here.

He arrived right on time. His frame and height seemed a bit larger than in high school. And there was a scent I hadn't smelled back then. The face I remembered was the same, but except for that, everything seemed to have changed. It felt like he wasn't the boy I used to know.

In high school, he was popular with everyone regardless of gender, thanks to his likable impression and his knack for witty banter. There were so many girls across the entire grade who had a crush on him. And of course, I was one of them. From his perspective, we probably weren't that close. After all, we were just the type to chat briefly when we ran into each other before he went off with his friends, or play pranks only when we were in the same class.

Somehow, I ended up sitting right in front of him. I definitely came here to see him. So why can't I look him in the eye? I came here because I wanted to see his face. I'm sure that's why...

He—Jung Hyung-jun—was surrounded by others, laughing and talking. I sat quietly, listening to the conversation. How this person was doing, what that person was up to... I just smiled politely, listening and sipping my drink. I wondered what his alcohol tolerance was like. He didn't seem like a lightweight. With those thoughts, I still couldn't meet his eyes and just stared at his hands. Thick, large hands. No ring. Does he not have a girlfriend? Or maybe they just haven't gotten couple rings yet. Those thoughts kept crossing my mind.