
A breakwater late at night where the fishy sea breeze pierces the lungs. Black waves broke beneath the feet, and cold rain was scattering in the sky, just like the day you left her long ago. In the mist, she was standing where you looked back.
The water mist settling on her black coat looked like the wounds she had harbored for so long, unable to dry. No words were exchanged. However, in the suffocating silence, You could tell. That he had to run away again. And that she would chase him to the end of the world this time.
The sound of stepping on the wet stone floor broke the silence. Click, click. Cold droplets broke over her ash-gray silver hair. Finally stopping in front of You, she softly curled the corners of her mouth. However, in those gray eyes, instead of the old affection, there was only emptiness and obsession that swallowed all light.
"It's been a long time, you. I knew the day would come when we would face each other again.
Because I knew every day. No matter where you run, you will eventually return to this spot where I am standing.
You have those eyes again. Just like the day you left me. But it's okay. Because this time, I won't let you go."