Cha Uijae was at a loss for words as he stared at the confident smile frozen on Hong Yeseong's face. The two had made a promise in a past he couldn't remember.
âTo save the world.â
Uijae clenched and unclenched his fists. Was it really okay to forget such an important promise? Had he wronged Hong Yeseong by forgetting something so significant?
Just then, Hong Yeseong spoke up abruptly.
âHey, hey, donât take it too seriously. That promise was more for me, anyway. You didnât even want to make it, but I practically forced you into it.
Uijaeâs eyes widened.
âWhat?â
âYeah... I donât know if the current you remembers, but my interests change quickly. I canât stay focused on anything for long. I get bored easily, and if something feels like work, I donât want to do it. I just want to have fun.
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âBut saving the world? Thatâs different.
ââ¦â¦â
âIâve seen you save the world multiple times, you know?
ââ¦â¦â
âIt looked so damn cool. So this time, I thought Iâd tag along when you saved the world again.
Hong Yeseongâs voice was tinged with excitement.
âSo, did I help? I mean, who else could give you high-level deductions and information like I do?
In the faded, black-and-white photo, Hong Yeseongâs smile remained, as if he had been smiling the whole time. Uijae barely managed to get a single word out through the lump in his throat.
"Thank you."