She bit her lip and seemed to slightly tremble.

Watching her quietly, Do Han fastened his seatbelt again.

The car, which had been stationary for a while, finally moved away from Sa Rang’s house.

During the entire elevator ride to the officetel, neither of them spoke.

It was the same on the way there.

Lost in their thoughts, they didn’t even notice the awkwardness of the long silence.

Only when they stepped out of the elevator and walked down the corridor did they start to be aware of each other.

Standing in front of his house, Do Han opened the door and stepped back.

“Go in first.”

Sa Rang entered with a faint smile.

It felt similar to his bachelor pad she visited at twenty.

Though there was more furniture than back then when it was just a bed and a desk, the overall ambiance remained similar.

The interior was cold, with no bright colors other than the white walls.

Even the duvet covering the largest piece of furniture, the bed, was dark grey, adding to the feeling.

“What shall we do for dinner? What do you want to eat?”

Do Han placed his bag on the desk chair and took off his suit jacket.

Watching him, Sa Rang was startled when he unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and quickly turned away.

“Do you know how to make anything?”

“Ramen? Or we can order.”

“Later. I haven’t thought about it yet.”

Sa Rang looked around aimlessly.
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Sa Rang couldn’t move, thinking that Do Han was changing his clothes behind her.

But then, he walked past her towards the coffee machine.

“Then, would you like some coffee?”

“Yes.”

Sa Rang nodded tensely, her heart pounding just from setting foot in his space.

How had she even thought of coming here, given her usual self?

It was something the Sa Rang of yesterday couldn’t even imagine.

She took a deep breath in secret and slowly exhaled.

This wasn’t just a simple overnight stay.

By saying she wanted to be with him, she meant she wanted to become his woman tonight.

Though she had made up her mind to come, her heart fluttered and her head spun.

After breaking up with Do Han, she had a few relationships, but none developed deeply.

Her heart wouldn’t allow it, so she barely managed to kiss.

That’s why she was nervous about tonight.

“Be careful, it’s hot.”

“Thank you.”

Only after receiving the mug from Do Han did Sa Rang finally shake off her thoughts.

Feeling awkward to face him, she looked around the house, avoiding his gaze.

She cautiously moved around, looking here and there, until her eyes settled on the desk.

“This…”

Sa Rang put down her cup and picked up a keychain with a rabbit plushie attached.

It was a birthday gift she had made for him.

The first and last gift.

It was worn out, proving the five years they had been apart.

“The ring fell off last year. Before that, I always carried it on my bag.”

Do Han approached her, affectionately touching the plushie’s ears.

Sa Rang felt rigid, as if he was caressing her.

“But the rabbit’s ears… were they always like this?”

Sa Rang looked at the plushie, sensing something off.

It was definitely a rabbit, but its ears were not perky; they drooped down.

“Did I really make it like this?”

As Do Han nodded, Sa Rang was embarrassed.

She realized just now that she had made a mistake, wanting to give a special gift to her first boyfriend.

She hadn’t filled the ears with cotton and just attached them as they were.

How nervous must she have been to not notice until wrapping the gift?

Embarrassed, Sa Rang couldn’t lift her face.

“I’m sorry. I made such a unique rabbit… I should’ve given you something else.”

Even at twenty, she wondered why she was so thoughtless.

To think of making a plushie keychain for a twenty-six-year-old boyfriend.

Especially as a birthday gift.

Even back then, Sa Rang had such thoughts, but as she grew older, she felt more foolish about her younger self.

Watching her, Do Han smiled and took out a photo from the desk drawer.

Sa Rang was surprised when she saw it.

In the photo was a rabbit with ears just like the plushie she made.

Not a plushie or a drawing, but a real rabbit.

“Is this really a rabbit?”

“It’s a Lop-eared rabbit. My relative keeps it as a pet.”

Do Han initially thought it was a dog plushie when he received her gift.

He had never seen a rabbit with drooping ears.

Then, when he quit school and was growing his business, he saw a rabbit resembling the plushie at his relative’s house.
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At that moment, learning about the Lop-eared rabbit was as delightful as meeting Sa Rang again.

So, he often visited his not-so-close cousin, giving pocket money to see the rabbit.

“It’s so cute. I can’t believe such a rabbit really exists.”

Sa Rang had been upset earlier upon realizing the first gift she gave Do Han was flawed.

She wondered if the poorly made toy was a foreshadowing of their breakup in the story of their lives.

Would they not have parted if she had given a proper gift?

She knew it was irrelevant, but she kept dwelling on the past.

But learning about the real rabbit with drooping ears brought her relief.

It seemed to tell her that their separation wasn’t fated.

Despite the mistake, it felt like confirmation of their connection.

Sa Rang smiled broadly and turned her gaze to Do Han, only to find him already looking at her.

“When you smile like that.”

He cupped her cheek with his hand.

Feeling the touch he had longed for, Do Han’s heart ached.

Sa Rang felt the same pain.

Her heart raced so much that it hurt when his touch reached her.

“I feel like kissing you.”

Do Han spoke playfully, easing the tension, and Sa Rang chuckled.

Memories of her past provocations came back to her.

‘Don’t laugh.’

‘Do you hate me smiling now?’

‘It makes me want to kiss you.’

She remembered saying such bold words while drunk, wanting to kiss him just for smiling at her.

She vividly recalled the scent of the air that night in the park.

And the moments she secretly longed for his lips.

Do Han lowered his head towards the reminiscing Sa Rang.

His heart raced as her familiar scent drew closer.

Watching her eyes close, Do Han bit his lip.

At the moment he tasted her soft, tender lips, he felt like he was meeting the twenty-year-old Sa Rang, his woman, all over again.

Despite kissing her lips every day, he always felt a thirst.

No matter how much he kissed, something in his heart remained unfulfilled.

Back then, he didn’t know what it was.

He realized only after they parted.

It was because he never told her he loved her.

And he never heard those words from her either.

He explored Sa Rang’s lips insistently.

Without allowing a sliver of space, he pressed his lips deeply against hers.

It was a movement begging her to love him again.