Heal, Heal, Heal!

First day of the semester. Go Shin-jae listens to the lamentations from the next table at the welcome party he was dragged to. “I have someone I like. That’s why I can’t go on blind dates.” He says he loves the voice of a game friend he’s never even met. That it makes him so happy when they laugh with him. It’s a little strange, and to Go Shin-jae, utterly pathetic. “…But I wonder if they’re even curious about who I am, what kind of person I am? It’s been 5 years. 5 years and…” The drunken confession from the next table, which he would normally just laugh off, feels a little odd. The person that drunk man likes… somehow, it feels like it’s me. Introduction to the Work: ▷ Setting/G...