When our eyes met, I could see the expression on his face explode all of a sudden. A strong wave seemed to hit my chest, like a current that carried a feeling of disbelief at the same time.

My eyes widened open instantly, and I froze with surprise when I saw someone who showed the same expression as me. I froze with my mouth slightly open.

Impossible!

This is impossible!

The disbelief left me silent without a word at this point. I could only turn my face, not wanted to stare at him any longer.

"Chunghee!"

As he exclaimed, calling my name from a distance, I reflexively turned my head towards him. When I saw that he was about to enter this place so he could catch up with me, who was now getting farther away, it made the uneasiness all over my body even stronger. But, fortunately, swiftly several airport officers immediately stopped him before passing through the boarding gate.

However, because of his action, he had made the people in this place stare at him uncomfortably when he began to force his way in. He was about to beat up several officers so that people exclaimed in shock at the tense situation.

In that instant, several men in black suits stopped the officer who touched him violently. Then, one of them had a brief conversation, like he was negotiating, so the officer allowed him to enter. Meanwhile, the men in black suits were still waiting outside the boarding gate.

He really deserved to be a person in power and always did what he pleased.

"Chunghee!"

He ran towards me while continuing to call out my name several times. Meanwhile, I could only stare at him with my body froze and fortitude on my face. Until, when he grabbed my body and embraced me tightly, I woke up instantly with a gasp of breath.

I was about to return an embrace from him, but when I saw the attention of the people in this place were on us, my hands moved to push his body but it was in vain. He even embraced me tighter and tighter.

"Daehyun, let go of me."

"No! I won't let you go."

"Please, people are watching us." I tried to hold back my uneasiness.

Finally, he listened to me and slowly let go of his hands. He asked, "Tell me, where will you go? Let me accompany you."

I stared at his face for a moment, yet couldn't believe that we would meet unexpectedly in this place. I was about to scold him, but when I saw his eyes that looked sincere about his words, I couldn't help but smile. Ignoring his words, I asked, "Where have you been?"

However, it seemed like Daehyun didn't want to make small talk and emphasized his words. "Tell me, where are you going? I'll take you there."

Sighing, I replied, "Daehyun, I want to be alone for now. I don't want someone to cry over me later."

"What do you mean?"

I smiled and spoke weakly, "Don't look for me, okay? Promise me."

Instantly the sincerity on his face turned cold. He frowned tightly at me. The corners of his lips curled slightly downward, then he said deeply, "You want me to make a promise? Do you think I'm someone who always keeps his promises in a situation like this?" He smiled coldly. "No problem. If you don't want to tell me, I'll find out by myself."

Daehyun's voice was subtle, but the subtlety was like an intangible poison that seemed to make someone feel depressed because of his words.

"Daehyun, I just want to be alone," I said a little pitifully.

He narrowed his eyes, showing a cold grin that explained that a nice person could also be so creepy when he started feeling sickened.

"So, you want to be alone? Tch! Wh—" He stopped all of a sudden, and ended up with a bitter smile on his face.

After saying that, he walked away, without saying goodbye; without smiling as usual; and even reluctant to turn to me. He left with a coldness that I can still feel in my bones.

Seeing his attitude changed all of a sudden, made me think about him the whole time, worried that if I had made the mistake of making a nice guy like him would end up like Donghwa in the future. I even kept thinking of him every step of the way into the plane.

Less than ten minutes before the plane took off. When I was inside, my chaotic thoughts didn't give me any peace.

Honestly, I didn't want Daehyun to get angry and harbor hatred. However, asking him to leave was a better way than having to make him feel sadness in his heart if he was with me.

Thinking about this, the worry in my chest became clearer.

I sat by the window with an elderly woman beside me. When I looked out the window, eying Jeju City which would probably be the last city I visited, the woman asked in a low voice, "Young man, do you live in Sokcho?"

I turned to her, who was showing a smile, which seemed to remind me of my grandmother.

This person was indeed younger than her even though by an age gap that might not be that different, but the warmth of the smile she showed was the same thing, made me feel my past story.

I smiled, then replied kindly, "I live in Seoul, madame. But, I will stay in Sokcho for now on," paused for a moment, I immediately frowned, then asked, "Wait, are you doing this trip by yourself?"

The woman chuckled. "I thought, you are a quiet person, and apparently you are also a talkative person." She sighed softly before continuing, "Yes, I am, but I am used to it. In the past, I was always with my husband, but he has been dead for a few years ago."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask such a thing." There is regret in my voice.

The woman chuckled l again. "Ah, it's okay. I have a granddaughter working on this plane, so I'm not that worried. If you weren't married, I wanted to set you up with my granddaughter. Because it seems like you are a good man and generous. How you speak is very polite. I really like it." She spoke in jest.

"Um, I haven't thought about getting merry." Turning my gaze out the window, I smiled bitterly.

"So, you aren't married yet?"

I nodded in response.

"Really? But the ring?"

I was a little surprised. Everyone who saw the ring on my finger would always think about a wedding.

This ring was very disturbing. But, for some reason, I was reluctant to take it off.

For a moment I stared at the ring on my finger and stroked it gently, smiling to cover the arousing thing in my heart. "This is just ... jewelry."

Hearing my words, she sighed heavily and then touched my hand gently. "Young man, listen, when we love someone, there will be many feelings we feel. It's like being a spice in a relationship. Acting stupid has also become commonplace. I think a young man like you knows it more than an elderly like me."

"Okay, I will say this as a grandma to you, that a broken relationship which we thought was irreparable, is actually something that can be sustained if both of them still have a strong sense of belonging. We can fix it."

"However, for the matter of 'leaving', it doesn't mean we hate each other or are tired of our relationship, but only to teach a lesson; give awareness of a mistake ..."

I was stunned after hearing her words, which seemed to say that she already knew the problem in my relationship. Lowering my gaze a little, I smiled weakly but gave no response.

Someone had said this previously. I thought that the suffering on my face could no longer be covered so that people would be able to see how much I was suffering right now. It sounded sensible, but I was too stupid to take that advice.

After my words, she exclaimed in panic, "Son! Your nose is bleeding! God, as I thought, you're sick when I saw your pale face."

I touched my nose and saw the bloodstain on my hand — this no longer took me by surprise. I swept my eyes towards the woman, who was frantically looking for something in her bag. After finding a packet of tissue, he hurriedly handed it to me. "Here, quickly clean your nose!"

Grabbing a tissue, I smiled weakly. "I'm fine. I'm just tired. You don't have to worry about me."

"Young man—"

"Dear passengers, welcome to our Jeon-Air flight to Sokcho, which will take us in approximately one hour and twenty minutes."

Announcements regarding flight departure were heard.

"Ah, the plane is about to take off. Come on, clean your nose, son, and get some rest."

I smiled while cleaning the blood on my nose. When I heard her caring me so much attention to me, made me relax a little.

It had been a long time since I felt a 'parent' concern.