Childhood Friend of the Zenith

“I… I like you.”
“……”

A woman suddenly confessed to me.

I stared at her with a dumbfounded expression, not knowing who she was or even her name.

Like me?

Me?

‘…Why me?’

This was something I had never heard in my life.

Especially from a woman who approached me like this.

Doubt started to creep in.

“I don’t believe in gods.”
“…What?”
“I’m not interested in hearing anything strange. I don’t have any money either.”
“…What?”

Am I wrong?

The more I spoke, the stranger her reaction became.

Is this not it? This doesn’t make sense if it isn’t.

This couldn’t be happening.

It’s not that I don’t… don’t think I’m ugly, but…

At the very least, I wasn’t the type of person who would get into this kind of situation.

The only person who’s ever called me handsome was Tang So-yeol, and—

‘Wait…’

Tang So-yeol?

…Tang So-yeol?

I narrowed my eyes and looked at her. Tang So-yeol… Tang So-yeol, huh.

At the same time, I quickly glanced at the clothes she was wearing.

“Young Lady.”
“Yes, yes?”

I asked while looking at her.

“…What is your name?”

“Ah…”

The woman hesitated at my question before slowly removing the veil she was wearing.

I wondered why she suddenly took it off, but—

Once she did, her face became even clearer.

I had thought it before, and I thought the same now.