“You… why do you keep bothering me?”

Hamin's voice was low, thick with irritation. Flee, who had collapsed on the gym floor, looked up at him with wide eyes. Even with tears streaming down his face, there was no sign of resignation.
Flee stood up, catching his breath.
“Hamin, listen to me.”
Ha Min absentmindedly shook his wrist and took a step back.
“What are you listening to? You and I have no relationship.”
Flee let out a long sigh.
“Okay, then let’s do this. Just give me… exactly one month.”
Ha Min narrowed his eyes.
“1 month?”
"Okay. Just talk to me for a month, and spend time with me. During that time, I'll make sure you regain your memories."
Ha MinThe corners of his mouth rose as if he was laughing.
"Remember? You really... I don't know what to say."
“One month will do...! If you don’t remember anything by then….”
Flee lowered his voice a little.
“I will quietly disappear from your sight.”
Ha Min's eyes wavered slightly.
“…Disappearing?”

"Yeah. But if you don't accept my offer..."
Flea smiled mischievously.
“I’m going to keep hanging around in front of you. It’s really boring lol.”
Ha Min sighed.
“So, what do I get in that one month?”
Flea hesitated for a moment, but then his eyes sparkled as if he had made up his mind.
"Honestly, it doesn't burden you at all. Just exchange a few words with me. I'll retrieve your memories on my own."
Ha Min raised his eyebrows slightly.
“That’s nonsense.”
"I'll try. I've been waiting for you for ten years. I can't give up like this."
Ha Min laughed briefly.
“You’re really crazy, kid.”
Flea was not discouraged by the cold gaze.
“Yeah, I’m crazy. One month… That’ll do. Okay?”
A thick silence flowed between them. Ha-min, who was walking toward the gymnasium door, stopped in his tracks. He turned his head and gazed at Flee with deep eyes.

“…Okay. Instead, it’s just one month.”
Flee opened his eyes wide and answered in an excited voice.
“Really???? Are you really accepting this??!!”
Ha Min looked away as if he was tired and muttered quietly.
“Yeah. One month. Nothing more.”
Flee nodded, holding back tears.
“Thank you, Hamin… Thank you….”
Ha Min walked back to the gym door and blurted it out.
“And if it’s still the same after a month… don’t bother.”
"...okay."
“I’ll return you in a month. That’s my promise.”
Flee clenched his hands tightly and muttered quietly to himself.
In the quiet gym, only Flea's eyes were shining endlessly.
