Haeon

The first meeting was on the school's sports field. It was just as lunch break was ending, and I was reading a book at the edge of the field. The shouts of people and the sound of balls bouncing mixed together, but it was a familiar scene, so I didn't pay it any mind.
Just then, a shadow fell over me, and before I could even look up, something flew towards me at high speed.

With a short shout, someone blocked my path.There was a dull thud as the ball hit his arm,
and I instinctively closed my eyes, then opened them. A tall male student in a uniform was standing in front of me.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

His voice was calm.

"Ah... Yes. Thank you."

He glanced at me for a moment, then returned to the field as if nothing had happened and kicked the ball.
That day was probably nothing special to him.

But for me, it was the beginning of everything.

After that day, I kept looking at the field even while pretending to read. A few days later, I saw him again on my way back after lunch. He was still playing soccer, and my heart pounded at the sight of him. But that was short-lived... Someone called him from outside the field.

Jeong Haeon...

That was his name. Only then did I notice.
His name tag, written in purple... It was proof that he was a third-year student.

The short conversation was enough to understand their relationship.

He was already someone's.

But giving up on my feelings wasn't that easy. He naturally came closer to me, and before I knew it, we had become friends. As the days went by, his graduation was approaching, and the thought, 'But if he graduates, I might never see him again...', wouldn't leave my mind.