Days passed, and their routine became natural.
Too natural.
They talked more. Laughed sometimes.
But with that came confusion.
One evening, Seo Seong stood by the window.
"Do you ever regret this?" she asked.
"No," Sincho replied.
She turned to him. "Even if it becomes real?"
He didn't answer immediately.
"Then we end it," he said.
Her expression didn't change.
But something inside her did.