This story is a record of a person who will never be erased.
An unforgettable feeling, an obsession that never breaks, and me slowly crumbling within it.
Yoo Hae-young was a person and a symbol to me, a love and a curse at the same time.

Through this story, I wanted to write about how a person who has lost love, rather than 'lost love' itself, gnaws at himself and clings to that person until the end.
But this is not simply a tragedy.
The very fact that we loved someone endlessly is what allowed us to endure, survive, and ultimately write about that time.

This is my story, and someone else's story,
Maybe someday it will be your story.