Trapped in the "Room You Can't Leave" with my indifferent ex.

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Rules of the Room

• The gauge starts at 0.
• The door opens when it reaches 100.
• The number increases if either person feels pain.
• Conversely, the number decreases in comfortable situations.

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Dating Eunho wasn't exactly a good memory for me. I never even heard a simple "I miss you," which is so common in relationships.

It's not that I wasn't sincere. His looks, his personality—he was completely my type, to the point where I was the one who approached him and even confessed first. But a relationship that felt like I was the only one in love couldn't possibly last long.

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Inside the cafe, he was sipping his Americano in silence while I stirred my latte.

"Hey."

At my call, Eunho looked up at me. I flinched for a moment when my eyes met his grey ones.

"...Let's break up."

It wasn't something I said lightly. I had been agonizing over it for a very long time.

But even so, I hoped he would hold onto me. I desperately wanted this feeling that he didn't love me to be a lie. I wanted it to be just my own insecurity.

Eunho stared at his Americano in silence before slowly opening his mouth.

"...Okay."

That was it. Seeing him not even ask for a reason, let alone try to stop me, gave me the certainty that this relationship had to end.

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I thought that would be the end. I thought I could forget him. But as time passed, only Eunho's kind side remained in my memory, haunting me.

How he always took care of my water and utensils first at restaurants, and how he'd quietly give me his coat when I looked cold. How, whenever I mentioned a place I wanted to go, the next date location would miraculously be there.

Eventually, I made the mistake I shouldn't have.

[Guest: How have you been lately?]

I didn't have the courage to see the reply. I turned off my phone immediately and fell asleep. It was a mistake born of exhaustion. It had to be.

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...But when I opened my eyes, I was inside a strange room, and I was there with Eunho.