Unwritten Pages

The train slows as it enters Jeonghan's hometown, the familiar landscape unfolding outside his window like a photograph he once loved but tucked away for too long. The station hasn't changed - the same chipped tiles, the same faded signs - and yet it feels smaller, as if time shrank it while he wasn't looking.

He steps onto the platform, luggage in one hand, a practiced calm in his expression. Inside, though, his chest tightens.

Wonwoo's wedding.
A celebration he should be excited for.
A celebration haunted by the shadow of someone he isn't ready to face.

As he walks through the town, memories cling to every corner. The old bakery still smells like warm bread. The park fountain still sputters unevenly. The narrow alley behind the school still echoes faintly with old laughter - their laughter.