The Song Family

"Yawn... What a beautiful day," Mi Na mumbled, stretching her arms as sunlight streamed through the window. She padded over to the glass, gazing outside, her mind lingering on the possibilities of the day. "But why does the exam period have to start on such a remarkable Monday?"

"What time is it now?" she murmured, squinting at the clock on her wall.

Clock: 07:28 AM

"Whoa, this is nuts! I'm gonna be late!" Panic surged through her as she darted around her room, gathering her things for school.

She quickly hopped in the shower and threw on her best outfit, her heart racing as she glanced at the clock again—07:49 AM.

“Ouch! Why didn’t anyone wake me up? Don’t they care?” She frowned, annoyance flaring as she rushed out of her room, bounding down the hallway toward the dining room.

The scene in the dining room was familiar yet comforting. Her mother bustled in the kitchen, cooking breakfast, while her father read the newspaper, engrossed in the latest headlines. Her big brother helped set the table, and her little brother sat across from their father, scribbling away on his homework.

“Mom! Mom!” Mi Na called, barely pausing to catch her breath.

“What?” her mother shouted back from the kitchen, sounding busy yet kind.

“Why didn’t you wake me up at 7:00 AM? I told you my exam started today, and I need to be at school early!” Mi Na huffed, irritation lacing her voice.

“Oh, did you? I must have forgotten,” her mother replied gently, stirring a pot on the stove.

“I did, Mom!” Mi Na emphasized, her voice rising.

She plopped down at the dining table, frustration bubbling over. “Ugh, why do I have to be born into this family? Mom only prioritizes my big brother, and Dad pays attention to my little brother. And me? Their only beautiful daughter? I might as well be invisible!” She sighed, sarcasm dripping from her words.

“If we didn’t care for you, you’d be living in an orphanage or a foster house by now, not comfortably in my house,” her mother shot back, annoyance creeping into her tone.

“And you wouldn’t be able to wear nice clothes or shoes or pay for your tuition with my money,” her father added, still absorbed in his newspaper.

“See? They even gang up on me in my own arguments. Not a single one of them tries to defend me,” Mi Na huffed, crossing her arms.

“Haha! Big sis, you’re hilarious! No matter how many times you complain, it’s still fun to watch,” her little brother chimed in, laughter bubbling from him.

Mi Na glared at him, and he quickly averted his gaze back to his homework.

Her big brother approached, placing a steaming plate of food in front of her. “Don’t worry, my cute little sis. Even if Mom and Dad don’t defend you, I’ll always have your back,” he said, affectionately ruffling her hair.

Mi Na felt a warmth spread through her. “I knew it... only my big brother truly cares for me in this house. Thanks, big bro.” She smiled, making a heart gesture with her fingers.

Her little brother shook his head, muttering, “The live-action drama between the Drama Queen and Drama King begins!”

Crush on you

School Bell Rings... School Bell Rings...

Mi Na and her three friends walked to the cafeteria, their faces a mix of stress and relief after finishing the day’s exams. The atmosphere was hectic, especially for Mi Na. They entered the bustling cafeteria, scanning for a free table.

“I give up... I’m totally done with numbers,” Mi Na announced, dramatically dropping her bag onto the table and resting her forehead against her arms.

“Why’s that?” asked Choi Min Hyeok, raising an eyebrow.

“I hate anything to do with numbers and formulas. Math? It’s the worst! I thought choosing Management would mean just case theory and practice. Who knew there’d be so much math?” Mi Na lamented.

“Haha! I told you not to apply for Management! You and I both know we aren’t math people,” Jung In Na chimed in, smirking.

“So, what’s bothering you now?” Kim Na Ri asked, leaning closer.

“Kim Na Ri… I have Corporate Finance and Cost Accounting exams tomorrow. What am I going to do?” Mi Na’s voice rose in panic.

Na Ri wrapped her arms around her in a comforting hug. “You can do this! Fingers crossed.”

Suddenly, Min Hyeok interrupted, “Hey Mi Na, look at two o'clock. There’s something interesting over there.” He chuckled, his gaze fixed elsewhere.

When Mi Na turned to see what he was pointing at, her heart skipped a beat. Standing across the room was the guy she’d been crushing on since the semester began—Park Jae Won.

Without thinking, she scrambled for her makeup, pulling out powder, a mirror, and lipstick from her bag, her heart racing. “I have to look good!” she muttered, quickly touching up her appearance.

“You’ve got this, Mi Na!” her friends encouraged.

“Hey, Park Jae Won! Long time no see!” Mi Na called out, flashing a flirtatious smile as she approached him.

“Oh, hey Song Mi Na! Didn’t we just meet yesterday at part time work?” Jae Won replied, his smile bright.

“Right! I forgot... I thought it was last week! Hehe…” Mi Na giggled, feeling a little silly.

“Haha! So, how’s your exam?” Jae Won asked, genuine interest in his voice.

“Oh, it was good! How about you?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Jae Won began to reply, but his phone rang, cutting him off. “Hello? Oh, okay... Got it. Just finishing my meal now. On my way.” He ended the call, a hint of urgency in his voice.

“Sorry, Mi Na. I really need to go. I’ll talk to you later,” he said, quickly gathering his things.

“Sure... No problem. Talk soon, Jae Won. Be careful!” Mi Na replied, feeling her heart sink as he walked away.

When she returned to her friends, their curious faces greeted her.

“So, what did you guys talk about? What did he say?” In Na asked, eager for details.

“He greeted me and asked about my exam,” Mi Na said, unable to hide her smile, even as she felt a bit silly.

“Only that?” Min Hyeok pressed, eyebrows raised.

Mi Na nodded enthusiastically. “Not just that! He also said he’d talk to me later... I think he might have a crush on me!” Her voice danced with giddiness.

Na Ri shook her head, murmuring under her breath, “This is nuts... she’s beyond saving.”

Meanwhile, In Na and Min Hyeok burst into laughter at Mi Na’s excitement.

“Oh, my poor girl... she’s still naive. Mi Na, he said that just for formality, not because he’s interested in you,” In Na said, trying to bring her back to reality.

“But... but he was smiling at me!” Mi Na protested, still riding the high of the moment.

“There’s no ‘but.’ That was just politeness to end the conversation. And that smile? Purely courtly manners. Grow up, girl!” Min Hyeok added, teasingly.

Mi Na fell silent, absorbing their words. After a moment, she forced a smile and replied, “Okay, okay... I get it. Let’s not talk about this anymore.” She hoped to shift the topic.

Na Ri's expression turned serious. “We’ll support whatever you decide, but we just don’t want to see you get hurt again. You know what I’m talking about...” she said gently.

“Don’t worry! I know what I’m doing. Even if it happens again, I still have you guys, right? Right?” Mi Na replied, trying to lift their spirits.

Her friends smiled back, their support unwavering. In that moment, they shared a bond stronger than any heartbreak, ready to face whatever came next together. They returned to their lunch, laughter and chatter filling the air, each believing in the possibilities that tomorrow might bring.

Moving Forward

The next day, Mi Na rushed through her two exams, finishing as fast as she could. Though the questions were tough, she managed to get through them, or at least she hopes so!

As she headed toward the campus cafeteria, she suddenly froze. She spotted a familiar figure up ahead, walking toward the back of the academic building. Her curiosity sparked, and before she knew it, she found herself following him at a distance. Something about him pulled her in—she couldn't stop.

Peeking from afar, she watched as the figure turned. Her heart dropped. It was Park Jae Won—the guy she'd been secretly crushing on since the semester began. But instead of the moment she had long imagined, what she saw made her breath catch. He was making out with someone else. Passionately.

Mi Na stood paralyzed, her mind whirling. She couldn't move, couldn't breathe. Her heart shattered right there, on that cold, quiet campus path. A sudden ring from her phone jolted her out of her trance. Startled, she stumbled backward, and without thinking, she ran.

Heartbroken, she pulled out her phone and texted her friends, "I need to talk. Meet me at our spot." They didn’t ask any questions. The moment they got her message, they abandoned their half-eaten meals and rushed to her side.

When Mi Na reached the park, she collapsed beneath a tree, curling herself into a small ball, her forehead resting on her knees, arms wrapped tightly around her legs. She stared at the ground, feeling the weight of another broken heart.

"Again... My heart is broken, one more time," she whispers to herself.

Her friends soon found her. Without saying a word, Na Ri and In Na wrapped their arms around Mi Na, offering silent support.

“What happened, girl? Talk to us,” Na Ri asked softly, concern etched across her face.

Mi Na hesitated, her voice trembling as she spoke. “I... I saw Park Jae Won... making out with someone behind the academic building. Right in front of me.”

Min Hyeok's voice immediately cut through the air, loud and indignant. “What? That jerk! How dare he do that? What kind of person...”

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“Min Hyeok, stop!” In Na scolded him, glaring. “This isn’t about you getting angry. Think about Mi Na.”

“No, it’s not Jae Won’s fault,” Mi Na interjected, forcing a brave smile. “I followed him out of curiosity. I should have known better. I guess it’s my fault for getting my hopes up.”

Na Ri placed a reassuring hand on Mi Na’s back. “It’s okay. You deserve better. The right person is still out there, waiting for you.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” Mi Na replied, a flicker of hope igniting within her. “There are plenty of fish in the sea. A little heartbreak won’t stop me from believing in true love!”

“That’s the spirit!” Na Ri cheered, her smile brightening the moment. “One day, the right ‘fish’ will swim into your life, and it will be worth the wait.”

But Min Hyeok, never one to miss an awkward moment, chimed in, "But how are you gonna act around Jae Won later? You guys are working together, right?"

In Na shot him another sharp look. "Choi Min Hyeok! Don’t make it worse."

"Hey, I’m just saying! It’s a fact. She’s gonna have to face him sooner or later," he shrugged, unfazed.

Before In Na could snap again, Mi Na cut in. "Guys, it’s fine. Really. Don’t fight over this. I’ll handle it. Moving on is part of life, right? I’ll be okay."

Min Hyeok raised his hands in surrender. "Alright, alright. If you say so."

In Na, still glaring at him, muttered under her breath.

Na Ri clapped her hands, eager to change the atmosphere. “Alright, enough. Let’s not dwell on this. How about we all go shopping after school? Let’s do something fun.”

“Yay! I’m all for that,” In Na added. her tone suddenly brightening.

Mi Na stood up, dusting herself off. “I’ll pay for lunch today. It’s the least I can do after pulling you all away from your meals.”

Together, they walked back to the cafeteria, with Mi Na grateful for her friends—friends who stood by her, no matter how many times her heart had been broken.

At home

Mi Na returned home from a long day of shopping with her friends. Exhaustion tugged at her as she slipped into her room, eager to shower and change into something more comfortable. Afterward, she settled down at her study desk, determined to review for tomorrow’s exam. But as the minutes ticked by, her mind, weighed down by emotional fatigue and physical exhaustion, began to blur. Before she knew it, her head drooped onto the desk, and she fell into a deep, unplanned sleep.

A little while later, her mother knocked softly on the door, intending to drop off some freshly folded laundry. When there was no response, she opened the door, finding Mi Na fast asleep over her study materials. Smiling to herself, she shook her head, marveling at how her daughter, despite all her growing pains, still reminded her of the little girl she used to be. Quietly, she placed the clothes in the wardrobe and left the room.

Descending the stairs, she called out, "Sang Woo!"

"Yes, Mom?" came the reply from the living room, where her son was glued to the TV.

"Come help me for a moment," she said, motioning for him to follow.

Curious, the younger brother piped up, "Do you need me too, Mom?"

"No, no, you stay there and enjoy your show. I just need your brother for a minute," she reassured him.

Sang Woo then followed her upstairs, already knowing what was needed. When he saw his sister slumped over her desk, he chuckled softly. Carefully, he picked her up and laid her in bed. The two quietly left the room after whispering goodnight to their "sleeping princess."

The Dream

Later that night, under the cold glow of the moon, Mi Na found herself caught in the middle of a vivid, unsettling dream.

A woman was running frantically through a dense forest, her breath ragged, as soldiers pursued her through the trees. Exhaustion overcame her, and she stumbled to the ground, too weak to run any further. Within moments, the soldiers grabbed her and hauled her to a grim trial. She was forced into a chair, her arms and legs tightly bound.

"Will you confess your crime of poisoning the Princess?" the prosecutor demanded, his voice sharp and accusing.

The woman, defiant, shook her head. "No. I didn’t poison the Princess," she answered firmly.

"Again, will you confess your crime?" the prosecutor pressed, his voice rising.

Her reply didn’t waver. "No. I didn’t do it."

Frustrated, the prosecutor ordered, "Bring out the witness!"

A trembling witness was brought forward. "Tell us what you saw," the prosecutor urged.

The witness hesitated before speaking. "I... I saw her put white powder into the Princess’s soup. Moments later, the Princess was coughing up blood, collapsing to the floor."

"There you have it!" the prosecutor declared. "She’s guilty of attempted murder!"

The woman’s eyes widened with disbelief. "That’s not true! This is a setup—I didn’t do it! I would never harm the Princess!" Her voice cracked, desperation creeping in.

"Then why did you flee?" the prosecutor challenged.

"Because I needed time—time to prove my innocence!" she cried, her breath shaky.

"Liar!" The judge slammed his fist on the table. "The verdict is clear—guilty."

The prosecutor smirked. "Take her to be executed at dawn."

Dragged to a grim cell, the woman wept quietly, her hope fading. Morning came too soon, and she was tied to the same chair, her hands trembling as she awaited her fate.

The judge's voice rang out, cold and final. "The woman before us is sentenced to death by arrow."

The soldiers drew their bows, the sharp points gleaming in the morning light. The woman closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face.

Morning

Mi Na’s alarm blared, pulling her from the nightmare. She sat up in bed, heart pounding as if she’d felt the arrows pierce her own chest. Her hands shook, her skin damp with cold sweat.

"What the...," she muttered, pressing her hand to her racing heart, trying to shake the fear that gripped her.

Without dwelling too much on the strange and unsettling dream, Mi Na shook off the lingering unease. She glanced at the clock and realized she had no time to waste. The exam wasn't going to wait for her.

Quickly, she splashed cold water on her face, hoping to wash away the remnants of the dream. There was no time for second thoughts—she had to focus. Throwing on her best outfit, she grabbed her bag, stuffing her notes + make-up utilitized inside, and hurried out the door.

Whatever that dream was, it would have to wait. Right now, her only concern was getting through the day.

Her Friends

“Hey, Na Ri, what’s the plan for tomorrow? It’s Mi Na’s birthday, right?” In Na asked excitedly.

Na Ri’s eyes widened in realization. “Oh my gosh, I completely forgot! Hmm, let’s just do what we always do— But this time, nothing fancy would be a right choice.”

“Seriously?” In Na raised an eyebrow, seeking confirmation.

“Yep,” Na Ri replied, still focused on typing her report.

In Na turned to Min Hyeok. “Hey, Min Hyeok! What about you? Any ideas?”

“What? Me?” Min Hyeok, engrossed in his phone game, barely glanced up. “Whatever you decide. Your plan’s my plan.”

In Na grinned. “Gotcha.”

Na Ri suddenly coughed dramatically. “Ugh, you two are so cringey.”

Just then, Mi Na arrived, slightly out of breath. “Sorry I’m late! Did you guys wait long?”

In Na quickly responded, “Nah, we were just chit-chatting!”

“About what?” Mi Na asked, eyeing her friends suspiciously.

In Na hesitated, then smiled nervously. “Oh, nothing important. So, how was your day?” she asked, trying to divert the conversation.

“Really?” Mi Na’s gaze sharpened with curiosity.

In Na, panicking, pinched Min Hyeok’s side, prompting a loud yelp. “Ouch! What was that for?” he exclaimed, still focused on his game.

Na Ri finally noticed Mi Na sitting next to her and laughed at the scene unfolding before her.

Mi Na crossed her arms, still suspicious. “You guys were talking about my birthday, weren’t you?”

Caught off guard, Na Ri burst into laughter. “How did you guess?”

Mi Na grinned. “I know you guys too well! Anyway, let’s keep it simple this year, okay? No need for anything extravagant. What matters most to me is our friendship.”

Her warm smile melted the tension in the room. Na Ri and In Na exchanged relieved glances, proud of Mi Na’s sincerity. Meanwhile, Min Hyeok remained oblivious, lost in his game world.

Later that night, after dinner with her family, Mi Na retreated to her room. She sat at her desk, half-heartedly reviewing her notes for tomorrow’s exam, but her mind wandered. The exhaustion from the day was catching up to her. After a few minutes of trying to focus, she gave up and fell into bed, barely having time to pull the blanket over herself before falling into a deep sleep.

In her dream...

“Will you confess to the crime?” The prosecutor’s voice was cold, cutting through the air.

“No! I didn’t do it!” the woman’s voice was desperate, echoing in the dimly lit room.

A witness stepped forward, trembling. “I saw her put something in the Princess’s drink…”

The woman shook her head, tears in her eyes. “That’s a lie! This is a setup!”

“Liar!” The prosecutor’s voice boomed.

The sentence was announced: death at dawn.

“Shoot the arrows!” came the final command.

Suddenly, she heard a voice—soft but familiar—calling out, “My lady… Wake up… My lady…”

Alarm Ring.. Alarm Ring..

Mi Na woke with a start, her heart racing. Cold sweat clung to her skin, and her hands trembled as she wiped her eyes. Her chest felt tight, as though the weight of the dream still pressed on her. She glanced around her room, disoriented. The dream was vivid, too real to brush off easily. Who was that man calling to her? And why did it feel so familiar?

She shook her head, trying to push the thoughts away. “I’ve got exams to worry about, not weird dreams,” she muttered, dragging herself out of bed. As she got ready for campus, the dream lingered in the back of her mind, nagging at her. It felt like something unfinished, something she couldn’t understand.

On the bus, Mi Na pulled out her notes to study but found herself staring out the window instead. She pressed her palms to her cheeks, trying to shake off the distraction. “Get it together, Mi Na. Exams first, daydreams later,” she murmured to herself.

Lunch Break

Mi Na received a text from her friends: Meet us at our usual spot.

She hurried across campus, a smile forming as she imagined what her friends had planned. When she arrived, Na Ri, In Na, and Min Hyeok were standing together, their grins wide.

Na Ri clapped her hands together. “Well, birthday girl, we went simple this year. Just like you wanted.”

Mi Na laughed. “And I appreciate it!”

In Na, holding up a lighter like a tiny candle, leaned toward Mi Na. “Come on, make a wish and blow it out.”

Mi Na closed her eyes briefly. She wished for love, not the fairytale kind, but real and lasting. She wished for her friends to stay close, for her family to be healthy and happy. Then, with a soft breath, she blew out the flame.

“Happy Birthday, Mi Na!” her friends cheered in unison.

The four of them sat under the shade of a tree, talking and laughing as if the world beyond their little group didn’t exist. The moment was simple, but the warmth of their friendship was irreplaceable.

Later that evening, back home, Mi Na was greeted with more love from her family. Their smiles and laughter filled the house, wrapping her in a sense of belonging. It was moments like this that gave her strength, even when her love life felt like it was always out of reach. But with her family and friends by her side, Mi Na knew she had everything she needed.

Later that night...

Click clack. Click clack.

The sound of typing filled the room.

“Finally, done!” Mi Na sighed, stretching her arms out. “Just one last click to submit this report. No exams tomorrow, thank goodness, but this report is just as exhausting.” She leaned back in her chair, rubbing her tired eyes.

Scrolling through her phone, she muttered to herself, “I’ve got a part-time shift this weekend. Let’s see if I can swap it... I really don’t want to run into Park Jae Won.” She fired off a quick message to her manager, fingers crossed.

A few seconds later, her phone buzzed.

"Yes! Shift switched," she said with a grin, feeling relieved. “Now the only thing left to figure out is how I’m going to spend this two-week break.”

Her excitement simmered down as she threw herself onto her bed, her body sinking into the comfort of the blankets. “I’ll figure that out later. Right now, sleep,” she mumbled, pulling the covers around her.

As Mi Na lay there, memories of the day floated through her mind. The laughter, the kindness from her friends, and the love from her family—they were what kept her grounded. A soft smile crept onto her face as she drifted into sleep, feeling thankful for everything she had. Life wasn’t perfect, but she knew she was lucky to have these people by her side. With that thought, her eyes slowly closed, surrendering to sleep.

But fate had other plans.

Farewell

The sentence was announced: death at dawn.

“Shoot the arrows!” came the final command.

"Da Yeon... wake up... Please, Da Yeon..." a man’s desperate voice called out, trembling with emotion as he held her in his arms.

Da Yeon heard the faint call, warm and familiar, pulling her from the brink of darkness. Her eyes fluttered open, and tears immediately welled up when she saw the man cradling her.

She weakly raised her trembling hand, struggling to reach his face. Her fingers barely grazed his cheek as she whispered, "Don’t cry, my love..." Her voice faltered as she coughed up blood.

She gathered her strength, her breathing shallow and uneven. "Please… don’t cry... I’m okay," Da Yeon said through tears, though the pain in her body betrayed her words.

"No... no… don’t speak, just save your strength. I’ll heal you, I promise." His voice cracked as he tried to focus, frantically attempting to summon his otherworldly abilities. But deep inside, he knew it was too late. The wounds were too severe. Unless...

Da Yeon coughed violently, blood spilling from her lips.

"No! This can’t be happening!" The man’s voice broke with anguish, unable to accept the reality before him.

Tears streamed down Da Yeon’s face as she struggled to speak, "Please, my love... don’t cry for me... If there is another life... I want to find you again..."

His heart ached at her words. "Yes... yes, we will meet again... I swear it," he promised, his voice trembling with desperation.

Da Yeon smiled weakly, her tears mingling with her fading strength. "Really? You promise...?"

The man nodded, though his heart felt like it was shattering. "Do you love me so much... that you want to find me in the next life?" he asked, his voice gentle yet pained.

"I... love you... more than anything. That’s why... I want to find you again," Da Yeon replied, her voice filled with both hope and sorrow.

He wiped his own tears and forced a smile. "Then... I’ll take this as your ‘yes.’ You’ve given me your word."

Da Yeon’s smile widened slightly, her heart at peace despite the pain. She knew this was her way of comforting the man she loved, letting him send her off to her next journey.

The man lowered his forehead to hers, murmuring an ancient, otherworldly chant. His lips brushed hers in a final, tender kiss. Suddenly, the dark sky above them brightened, as if the heavens themselves had answered his plea.

"I… cough... I..."

He gently placed his finger against her lips. "Shh... my love, don’t speak. Just listen... focus your last bit of strength on my words." His voice was soft, yet the tears that rolled down his cheeks betrayed the depth of his grief.

Da Yeon nodded, her strength almost gone.

"Listen closely," he said, his voice breaking. "Everything has a price... and that price is absolute. No matter what happens, you must stay strong... Promise me."

She nodded again, her fading gaze locked onto his.

"And..." His voice cracked as he struggled to continue. "Please... find me. No matter what... find me."

Da Yeon nodded one final time, fully understanding the weight of his words.

The end of her life was fast approaching, and with a final breath, she whispered, "My love... I think... I’ll go first..."

The man nodded, his tears falling silently.

"Goodbye... my only love, Han Tae Seo. I love you... so much." Her voice faded as she spoke her last words, and with them, she took her final breath.

The Present

In an instant, Mi Na’s mind was flooded with overwhelming visions—the memories of her past life crashing into her consciousness, vivid and complete.

Her head felt like it was about to explode, and she let out a piercing scream that echoed through the house, jolting her family awake. The sound of her agony sent them running to her room in a panic.

Mi Na’s mother rushed to her side, trying to calm her as she writhed in pain. Her father sprinted back to the bedroom to call an ambulance, while her two brothers stood nearby, frozen in shock but ready to help in any way they could.

Within minutes, the ambulance arrived, and at precisely 4:00 a.m., Mi Na, now unconscious, was whisked away to the hospital.

By morning, she slowly regained consciousness, blinking her eyes open, but confusion clouded her thoughts. Her memories felt tangled—pieces of her current life interwoven with those of a past life she barely understood. Unsure if it was all real or just a cruel illusion, Mi Na hesitated before finally sharing parts of her dream with her parents, though she carefully left out the new memories of her past.

Her parents, shaken by the strange events, listened in stunned silence. Mi Na’s mother burst into tears, hugging her tightly, while her father hurried off to consult the doctors for answers.

When the results came back, the doctors reassured them that physically, Mi Na was perfectly fine. They suggested that the intense experience might have been due to exhaustion or stress. Relieved, her parents thanked the doctors and prepared to take Mi Na home.

Once home, Mi Na asked to rest in her room, assuring her parents that she felt much better. Still concerned, they told her to call them if anything else happened.

The Truth

Alone in her room, Mi Na sat on the edge of her bed, her mind racing. Could this really be happening? Were the memories real, or just vivid dreams? Determined to find answers, she grabbed her phone and began searching the internet, typing in the names of historical figures from her visions—starting with the king and his ministers.

Her heart raced as the search results came back. "Oh my gosh..." she whispered, eyes wide. "It’s all real. How is this possible?" The more she read, the more her memories aligned with the facts.

Tears began to fall, unbidden, streaming down her face. She didn’t know why, but she felt an undeniable connection to this past. Then it hit her.

“That man… Han Tae Seo…” she murmured, piecing it together. “He’s my soulmate.”

A soft laugh escaped her lips as she wiped her tears away. "No wonder love has always felt so far away. All this time, it was you. You were the one."

Mi Na’s expression grew more determined as she whispered, "I promised I would find you. No matter what, I’ll find you, Han Tae Seo."

But then, her confidence faltered, and she frowned, suddenly realizing the enormity of the task before her.

"Wait a second… How am I supposed to find you among 8 billion people?!"

She flopped back onto her bed, staring up at the ceiling in disbelief. "Great. Just great," she groaned. "Now where do I even begin?"