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When I came to, I opened my eyes and found myself lying on an old bed. I couldn't remember anything... I really couldn't remember anything. I didn't remember anything, because I'd just woken up. All I could remember was lying down and reading the "T" webtoon on my phone, something that happened a long time ago. But the webtoon was a little strange.







— The last episode I watched was the first, why is it the end? Ah... my head... I don't know, I don't know~ Why are my eyes so swollen? Did I sleep too much...


—Hey, I’m going to wash your pants, so change into something else.


- huh.


—Take everything out of your pockets. You put something in them last time and blamed me for it. Make sure you take them out.


—Okay, I understand. Stay out. I'll take it.


- Give it to me quickly~







I reached into my pocket, thinking, "I don't have anything in my pants today." And there, right there, was a ring. A beautiful, sterling silver ring with a seashell in it... I couldn't remember anything. Why was it there, and where on earth did it come from?







—Mom! Is this yours?


—What ring? It's not mine.


— Really...? Whose beggar is this? First, here are your pants.







I handed my pants to my mom, then went back into my room, sat on the bed, and stared intently at the ring. It was so pretty. I tried it on, and it fit perfectly, like it was my own. Looking at my hand with the ring on, I suddenly felt a sudden surge of joy and a smile escaped my lips.







— It's pretty... This fits me so well. I don't know who it is, but I'll use it for a moment.


—Hey, lady! Can you go to the supermarket and buy me some laundry soap?


— Again, again, don't order me.


— Come back soon~


—Okay, I get it. Just go.







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- handsome···.







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I grumbled and went outside, waiting for the light to change and looking across the street when suddenly I felt strange. A tall, handsome man was standing there. As I crossed the street, staring intently at him, our eyes met. He glanced at me once and continued on his way. I finished crossing the street too. It felt strange, but maybe it was because he was handsome.





We didn't recognize each other in this world. We'd shared countless stories and countless experiences, yet we'd never recognized each other here. How sad... But there was one thing I hadn't noticed: that he wore a ring with the same seashell as mine.




And another thing: the Polaroid photos Seokjin and I took at the sea in the webtoon, the first, and the four-panel photos we took at the sea in the second, all remain in the real world. The memories of our moments together were erased, but the records remained. But the problem is, I don't know. No, I can't know. Until I regain my memories.







We were destined not to love, and the tragedy of love befell us horribly. While the webtoon had a happy ending, reality ended in tragedy.









[T Title Episode]



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T: Tragedy of Love



T - tragedy : tragedy / L - love : love


Flipping a capital T in half makes two Ls



Some of you may have wondered why it's called "T" upon first hearing the title. The title itself was born as described above, and its meaning is revealed in the final episode. Only those who have seen the final episode will know the true identity of "T"!


There are many flower meanings for the red anemone flower that appeared in episode 11, but the most representative one isThe pain of loveI used the flower language called . It is a really beautiful flower on the outside, but the reason it bloomed is not beautiful and has a sad story hidden inside.


I also added a bit of meaning to the poster. If the flower blocking the center of the "T" is likened to an anemone, the letter "T" hidden behind the flower is actually split. Behind the beautiful flower, a tragic love story lies hidden. That's the kind of meaning I gave it.



I really wanted to say something, but it was a T-episode. It was a very precious piece to me because it had a clear story from the beginning, and I'm truly grateful to those who enjoyed it.











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Thank you to all the readers who have loved ‘T’ so far.


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