"Felix," Jeongin's mother called me as I stand outside their house.

It's been a while since the last time I went here. It's been I while since the last time I see Jeongin.

We're no longer in touch after I confessed my love for him. He was my best friend and I ruined our friendship. It was unrequited so I stopped seeing him. If only I was contented of our platonic relationship, everything will still be the same—he'll still be here.

"Are you ready to see him?"

No, I'm not. I'll never be ready to attend his home wake.