A breeze flows through the slightly open window, causing the white curtains to sway gently.

    In the vase, nameless white flowers, with long leaves, gently tremble in the wind.

    This is a hospital.

    Before arriving here, there were several messy and unpleasant incidents, but there’s no need to go over them in detail.

    To sum up, I survived, Baek Seung-hyun is about to face disciplinary action for overstepping his bounds, and most importantly, I’ve reunited with an old acquaintance—the one whose wound I wanted to forget.

    Time has changed in the details, but that doesn’t necessarily mean it’s ugly, or that it reflects the emptiness of time.

    Just as I am still Park Gyu, she remains Na Hye-in.

    In the grand scheme of things, it feels no different from the time we met at the unknown hospital in China that day.

    Those are just ordinary human meetings and events, nothing more or less.

    What occupies my mind now is, without a doubt, Live! Apocalypse!.

    No one can deny that the performance I delivered that day was grander and greater than any show I’ve ever done before in a live broadcast.

    In the end, the live broadcast itself was a success.

    There was no interruption, no phone dying, no sudden end to the stream due to unforeseen circumstances.

    The evidence of this still remains on my phone.

    [Live! Apocalypse!: off air]

    Message from VIVA_BOT014: Really amazing!

    VivaBot personally messaged me.

    For a woman who’s picky, aloof, and ruthless, to send such a message means my live stream was impressive.

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