"Regarding the clue I found earlier, It's not a clue, but just a rough outline of what you want to know. I never led you to know the answer." She turned around and looked at me intently.
 
"You tricked me?" I growled and got angry at him. I felt that I had been deceived to this extent.
 
"Don't be angry. I've observed you well so far. I think you deserve to know the answer to all the bad things that happened to you. But unfortunately, you won't find them from me. You will only find out after you understand it sincerely and openly."
 
She wanted to tell me something important. But she said it in such a difficult way. I don't think I'll be able to understand it that quickly. I need time to understand all this.
 
"What should I do now? I won't force you to give me an answer. But are you going to let me be here alone?" And this was one of the things I was thinking about—she had brought it this far. So would she just leave me in this strange place?
 
Poppy didn't say a word. She turned around and slowly walked back.
 
Seeing her walk further away, I followed her. Along the way, she kept humming a song that felt so familiar to my ears. On that journey, slowly, my footsteps felt heavier and heavier. Until finally, I felt everything was starting to get dark.
 
My vision was getting blacker and blurrier. Somehow, I began to see a male figure with distinctive brown hair. Standing in front of me with a gun to his head. He pulled the trigger, and then the bullet went through his head. He fell in front of me, but he was smiling as if he were mocking me.
 
Seeing him made my heart ache. I don't know why I felt like I was sharing similar feelings with him. The pain in my heart was getting worse. My heartbeat was getting more and more irregular. I panicked. There was nothing I could remember right now. Finally, everything was completely dark, and there was no one in front of my eyes.
 
Before my eyes closed, I caught a glimpse of Poppy standing not far from me. She was smiling and looked like she was waiting for me. I wanted to call out and ask her for help. But my voice didn't come out at all. Finally, I really couldn't feel anything anymore.
 
***
 
"Huh?" I was surprised to find myself back where I was. The place where I first met Poppy?
 
"Poppy?" I called out while looking for her figure, which unfortunately I didn't find anywhere. She vanished like a shadow. I didn't understand why she could just disappear like that.
 
She didn't exist. I was silent for a moment, thinking about all the strange things that had happened. I couldn't help but think that Poppy wasn't real. She was like an illusion or a fantasy in my brain. Remembering her figure honestly made me a bit amused. How could I possibly think that she was real? Weirdly, I'm so alone.
 
Tired, I decided not to think about it too much. Then I wanted to go get some coffee to refresh my mind just now.
 
***
 
Remind me that I've never played in a romantic drama like in Korean dramas before.
 
My hand just came into contact with someone who also wanted to take the same coffee can as me.
 
"I'm sorry you can't take it," I said, immediately relenting. I didn't want to argue, so I just let him take it. After that, I left him.
 
Not long after that, I went back to look for another drink. Suddenly, I accidentally dropped my can of drink after someone bumped into me from behind. My drink container fell and rolled right in front of someone.
 
"Ah ...." My hand accidentally came into contact again with the person who was trying to grab my drink can.
 
When I raised my face, it turned out that the person who helped me was the same person who helped me when I picked up my coffee can earlier. This clichéd scene probably happens a lot in Korean dramas. Plus, if this were a romance and I were a girl, this scene would feel more complete with the phrase "Oh my god, is he my destiny?" Where those words will often be uttered by the female protagonist.
 
"I'm sorry; I seem to have been careless and caused you some trouble," the person said as he handed me my drink can. "Hum, this might be rude. But it seems we're meant to talk. Care to chat with me at that table?" He pointed towards the tables and chairs inside the convenience store.
 
Oh my god, honestly, my heart was already shaking so hard, holding back this amused feeling. It's ridiculous, but out of respect, I accept his offer.
 
 
 
"Then I'll wait for you there." She walked toward the table.
 
I just nodded, then quickly went to the cashier to pay.
 
***
 
"I apologize for causing you trouble. Ah, I mean, my careless behavior earlier must have caused you trouble. Please forgive me," she said. For some reason, she looked guilty.
 
"It's okay. You don't have to overreact," I replied, trying to be friendly to her.
 
She smiled cheerfully. I don't know why, but in my eyes, she seems like a person who is very easy to get along with. He seems to have an open personality and enjoys making friends with others. He fits the mold of an ideal male character, like the ones in Korean dramas. His appearance is pleasing to the eye, and he is handsome. His friendly nature towards others adds to his appeal in just one look.
 
"What's your name? May I meet you?" He smiled, extending his hand to me and waiting for my handshake in return. She looked enthusiastic.
 
I returned his handshake. "Choi Saeran. It's nice to meet you. What's your name, by the way?" I kindly asked him.
 
"You can call me Regen. Nice to know you too." The young man smiled kindly.
 
I watched him intently for a moment. He had amazing facial features. It was clear from his face that he was not Asian. He had a classic, soft European beauty. I know he's a boy, so at first glance he might look handsome, but when you observe him in particular, he looks beautiful rather than handsome.
 
"Ah, is there something wrong with my face? Or is there something stuck there?"
 
I chuckled. "Nothing. I'm just amazed by your face. You're a boy, but you have a pretty face. I'm kind of amazed by your face."
 
He looked a little embarrassed when I complimented his pretty face. "Uh. Though it's been quite a while since I heard that compliment from someone else, it seems like you're the one who complimented me like that again. To be honest, before I changed my appearance to look more manly, I often received such compliments."
 
Oh, did my words just now make her feel uncomfortable?