It was around this time last year. A fresh romance that began when I fell in love at first sight with Seoah's elegant profile as she sat by the library window, quietly turning pages.

But I failed to understand Seoah's deep and cautious emotional lines, and blinded by excitement, I was only preoccupied with physical progress. The price for not noticing the dismay she must have felt at my selfish attitude was devastating.

Only three days. That was all the time it took for her to bid me a cold farewell. Watching her back as she turned away with a hurt face, I finally realized bitterly how rude and rash I had been. The past year has been a succession of deep regret and self-reproach. Still, since we were in different classes, there weren't many chances to run into each other. I don't know if Seoah was intentionally avoiding me, though...