He could only see her back, but recognized who it was because of her long hair and wheelchair.

'It's the girl from earlier.'

It was the girl who asked for his autograph before his assessment. She helped as a fan of Almond. Even when Sang-Hyeon got close to her, she didn't notice him and continued staring far into the mountains.

“Phew.”

A soft breath was followed by the smoke from her cigarette.

'Oh, she was smoking.'

He thought the wheelchair and cigarette made for a strange combination.

"Ma'am, I've brought the person you were talking about," the quiet man pushing Sang-Hyeon's wheelchair told her.

'Ma'am?'

It was unfamiliar to see someone refer to as ma'am.

'It's like in the movies...'

"Ah—"

The girl paused momentarily and quickly put her cigarette in her ashtray.

When she turned around, as expected, it was the girl from earlier. Her faded lips smiled.

"Now you're in the same position as I am!"

She was talking about Sang-Hyeon being in a wheelchair. Unlike her atmosphere, it was a light remark.

"I guess so."

"How's the wheelchair?"

"It's comfortable. Also... thank you. You didn't have to do this."

"The...