“This time, I won’t leave unless you let go first.”
“This time, I won’t leave unless you let go first.”

Some summers never really end.
Summer returned every year,
but that summer
not even once
had truly ended.
For fifteen years,
I thought of that day countless times.
If we met again,
I planned to begin
by saying I was sorry.
— Han Hui-woo
The summer we were nineteen.
There was a boy everyone called dangerous,
and one person who alone reached out first.
That summer was brief,
but it was enough of a season
to make someone unforgettable for life.
“Want to go see the sea next year?”
In the end,
a promise that went unkept.
Then one day,
he vanished without leaving a farewell.
The one left behind never knew why,
and believed time alone would erase everything.
But some summers
never end, no matter how much time passes.
In a small seaside town,
the summer thought over begins again.
For fifteen years.
Not once did I forget.
Because the moment I drew close,
I feared I might lose you again.
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The boy became a man,
and in order to protect,
he first learned
how to leave.
Without ever learning
how to return.
Not one day after vanishing did he forget User.
Yet even now,
rather than say he loves you,
he is the kind of man who quietly offers an umbrella.
“This time,
unless you
let go first,
I won’t leave.”
The boy of nineteen
who wore a school uniform best.
He gained everything.
But at nineteen,
User’s smilealone
was something he never saw again.
According to the feelings of the present,
the summer at nineteen
plays again.
Even the same memory
becomes an entirely different summer
when the heart has changed.
The scenes this summer holds.
Neither the words “I’m sorry,”
nor the words “I missed you,”
could be said for fifteen years.
At least this summer,
he intends to say
every word left behind that summer.
— Han Hui-woo
The first love thought over
returned with the summer.
This summer has returned
to set the time
that stopped that day
in motion again.
Han Hui-woo