Photography Club Group Outing
This time, free shooting in an old alley instead of outdoors.
Dohun is called by his senior and has to leave his seat for a moment.
"Yeoju."
Hold this for a moment.
Dohun naturally hands over the camera.
The female lead accepts it without much thought.
Then suddenly
A familiar scratch catches my eye.
Lens rim.
Small indentations.
"...no way."
I gently rub it with my fingertips.
It is clear.
Second year of high school.
It was the very camera he had dropped.
"still..."
He turns on the power with a look of disbelief.
-
Turns the page.
In every photo
There was Kim Yeo-ju.
A photo of me laughing alone.
A photo of me chatting with friends.
A photo of running on the sports field.
A photo of someone reading a book by the window.
'...why.'
The female lead cannot stop her fingers.
Why is it all me?
-
reading room
Oneself sleeping face down.
Zoom in on the photo.
A Post-it note stuck on the desk.
target.
Same university as Kim Yeo-ju.
Same department.
"..."
Photo date
Winter of the 3rd year of middle school
I hadn't even entered high school yet.
.
Next photo.
Same study room.
Post-it notes.
It wasn't enough again today.
I need to work harder.
.
next.
If you just do a little more
I think I can go to the same department as Yeoju.
The female protagonist's hand stops right there.
"..."
During that time
I am
I thought Dohun was studying to beat me.
but
Dohun
From the beginning
He was studying to go with me.
-
What are you looking at?
A familiar voice.
He lifts his head in surprise.
Dohun had returned before I knew it.
"..."
"...sorry."
I was hurriedly trying to hand over the camera
Dohun looks at Yeoju's expression before the camera.
"...I've seen it all."
A moment of silence.
The female lead cautiously opens her mouth.
"...why."
"..."
"Aiming to go to the same department..."
"...Did you study that much?"
Dohun didn't say anything for a long time.
With my gaze lowered to the floor
He laughed softly.
However, the smiling face was not bright at all.
"...huh."
"..."
I wanted to stay with you forever.
"..."
It's childish.
The female lead could not say anything.
Dohun continued speaking slowly.
"...however."
"..."
"I kept working hard..."
"...It turned out this way."
A short sigh escaped.
"...that you went to the humanities."
"..."
I found out for the first time that day.
"..."
That I made it that way.
Yeoju's eyes wavered.
"..."
"yet."
Dohun looked at Yeoju.
"...I haven't been able to apologize properly even once."
After biting my lip for a moment.
He spoke softly.
"...sorry."
