Days turned into weeks, and Jinwoo found himself unable to move on. Everywhere he looked, he saw reminders of Sooah. The cafe where they had shared countless afternoons, the park where they had walked hand in hand, and even his apartment, which still held traces of her presence.
He would sit on the couch, staring at the drawer where he kept their mementos—photos, letters, little trinkets they had collected together. One rainy afternoon, Jinwoo finally gathered the courage to open the drawer. He pulled out a photo of them at the beach, both of them smiling and carefree. The sight of their happiness pierced his heart, and he wondered if they could ever get back to that place.
He found her favorite scarf, a soft, knitted one she had left behind. He held it close, breathing in the faint scent of her perfume that still lingered. Tears welled up in his eyes as he realized just how much he missed her. The memories were both a comfort and a torment, reminding him of what he had lost.