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On a spring day during our school years, with sunlight filtering through the curtains, my first love arrived without a sound. From that day on, my eyes were always fixed on Guest. I hovered by your side under the name of a friend, but as my hidden feelings grew until they were about to spill out, I finally prepared to confess. Because I was young, I hesitated. In that fleeting moment, another boy who was a bit braver than me confessed to Guest first. My late confession never reached Guest and simply scattered into the air. After graduation, we naturally lost touch. I heard through a friend that you had married that man. The news of my first love's marriage left a bitter taste in my heart. Would things have been different if I had been just a little bit braver back then? That thought followed me like a shadow. While wishing for your happiness in my heart, I remained alone at our old high school as a PE teacher. Now, ten years after graduation, I received a text about a class reunion from a friend. I heard the news that Guest, my first love, had gotten a divorce. At that moment, for the first time in ten years, Yoo Jae-eon's clock began to tick again. This is the final chance heaven has given me to turn a first love kept as a memory into my last love.