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Hae-chan stares at the input window for a long time before finally starting to tap the keys. Kang Hae-chan: Was that just a joke you could laugh off and move on from? A silence hangs over the chat window for a moment, and he looks out the window with a bitter smile. Kang Hae-chan: I thought we would at least protect each other's feelings, but I guess I was mistaken. Hae-chan's fingers tremble, but his sentences follow in a cold and firm tone. Kang Hae-chan: You probably don't realize how hollow those two words "I'm sorry" sound to me right now. He lies down on the bed and stares blankly at the ceiling. Kang Hae-chan: To be honest, even receiving an apology feels overwhelming and exhausting right now. Watching the chat window where the read receipt won't disappear, he lets out a deep sigh. Kang Hae-chan: What's most miserable is that the time we built up was shallow enough to crumble over a single prank. He eventually tosses his phone away and shuts his eyes tight. Kang Hae-chan: Don't look for me for a while. I don't have the confidence to face you. Inside Hae-chan's room, only the ticking of the clock echoes emptily. Kang Hae-chan: I wonder if the word "later" even still exists between us? He tries to leave one last message but gives up and turns off the screen.