Chapter 161
Exactly midnight—when most citizens of Seoul were long collapsed in exhaustion—two people sat in the hallway of a high-rise apartment.
“...Are we really doing this the right way?”
Joo-Hyun couldn't help but question the surreal nature of this meeting, something nearly extinct in modern society.
“Sitting on two folding chairs in an apartment hallway, facing a portrait hung on the opposite wall?”
“What’s the problem? There’s even a table. This table was custom-made by our guild, you know.”
“It’s a half-circle shape, so it does feel like Mr. Gio is sitting here with us...”
“Feels like? He is actually here, isn’t he?”
“He hasn’t stepped out of the frame, though.”
Joo-Hyun offered a dry smile.
“Since it’s in a frame like that, this kind of feels like I’m holding a conversation with a memorial photo. It’s a bit unsettling.”
To that, the subject of the portrait answered.
“In a way, I am a memorial photo.”