To Aeryll, Woonhak will always be the loud, mischievous dongsaeng-the kid who whines, jokes too much, and never takes life seriously. Two years younger. Two years too far.
But Woonhak isn't a kid anymore. And the way he looks at her now isn't something she can laugh off.
Between old grudges, unspoken truths, and the shadows of people she once trusted, Aeryll finds herself standing at the edge of something she never thought she'd question.
Because maybe it isn't about time, or age, or what should and shouldn't be.
Maybe it's about who's been there all along.