Days passed.
But nothing changed.
Jisoo still woke up—
And for a second—
She forgot.
Then remembered.
And everything hurt again.
Her room felt empty.
Too quiet.
She stopped going to the places they used to go.
Stopped waiting.
Stopped hoping.
But memories didn't stop.
"They don't leave," she whispered one night.
On the other side—
Kevin buried himself in work.
Meetings.
Calls.
Silence.
He didn't talk about her.
Didn't say her name.
But everything reminded him of her.
The bench.
The street.
Even the silence.
One evening—
Jisoo opened her wardrobe.
Her eyes fell on something.
The ring.
She picked it up slowly.
Her fingers trembled.
"…You said you wouldn't leave," she whispered.
A tear fell.
She closed her eyes.
Then—
Placed it back.
This time—
She didn't wear it.
She kept it hidden.
Like her feelings.
The next morning—
Jisoo made a decision.
"I'm leaving," she said.
Minji looked at her.
"…Leaving?"
Jisoo nodded.
"This place… these memories…"
Her voice softened.
"I can't stay here anymore."
Minji stayed silent.
"…Where will you go?" she asked.
Jisoo looked ahead.
"Somewhere far."
A pause.
"Somewhere I can start again."
Meanwhile—
Kevin received a call.
An opportunity.
Abroad.
Big.
Life-changing.
He stood there.
Silent.
Then said—
"I'll take it."
Not because he wanted success.
But because staying—
Was harder.
At the airport—
Two different flights.
Two different directions.
Same pain.
Jisoo looked outside the window.
"…I hope I forget you," she whispered.
Kevin closed his eyes.
"…I hope you're okay," he said quietly.
Neither knew—
That this wasn't the end.
👉 Sometimes…
People don't leave because they want to.
👉 They leave because staying hurts more.