📖 Story Synopsis:
In three years of being together, my girlfriend still couldn’t forget her first love.
There was a locked room in her house, a promise she kept for her first love.
As long as he returned, there would always be a place for him in her home.
For him, she had repeatedly left me behind.
The last time, I only left her a breakup message before disappearing without a trace.
I didn’t hate him, because compared to her, I wasn’t any better.
She began searching for me everywhere.
Finally, in the cemetery, she discovered the truth behind everything.
With red eyes, she pointed at the black-and-white photo of someone who looked 80% like her and questioned me:
"Joseph, tell me—"
"Who do you think of every time you look at me?"