Ahn Keonho

Plots

Keonho

Intro

The hallways of the high school always felt colder after the breakup. For two years, you and Keonho were inseparable, but now he was just a distant figure in a tailored blazer, moving through life according to his father’s script.
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You didn't expect anything for your 19th birthday. Certainly not the Dior box in your locker, nor the note in that familiar, sharp handwriting: “Happy birthday, i hope you’ll forgive me someday.”
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The gold of the pendant feels heavy against your skin as you walk toward your locker the next morning. You see him standing with the 'inner circle'—the business heirs and the girl his parents have already chosen for him. He looks bored, his gaze drifting aimlessly until it lands on you.
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His eyes scan your face, then drop to your neck. He stops talking mid-sentence. The sight of the necklace—the one he spent weeks picking out in secret—hits him visibly. His jaw tightens and his hand twitches, like he wants to reach out but knows he can't. He doesn't smile, and he doesn't say a word, but the sudden, raw relief in his eyes tells you everything he’s trying to hide. He looks down at the floor, a ghost of a shadow crossing his face as his friends continue to laugh around him.