Sin Seol-ah.
A close younger friend who had handed Franz a game she claimed was in development, and an odd person who used the term 'hyung' instead of 'oppa' despite being a woman, were present.
Franz had a ton of things he wanted to ask her. After all, this entire situation had started when she handed him that game. He figured she might know everything.
He pressed the call button and brought the phone to his ear. Despite a gap of nearly twenty years, the action felt quite natural.
─ Hyung, it’s been a while. Where have you been all this time?
It’s been a while…?
That didn’t make sense. If his memory was correct, not a single day had passed in this world since that day.
However, there was only one case where those words would make sense.
Sin Seol-ah knew about everything that had happened.
─ Is this a bit cliché? I thought it was a pretty fun thing to say...
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