Summary
I once encountered a peculiar legend.
It claims that Death appears in the form of your greatest love, calling to you in the voice you’ve missed most.
“Jung Heewan.”
That voice—absent for so long—suddenly spoke my name.
“In seven days, you will die.”
Kim Ramu, the one I yearned for above all, stood before me, but only to deliver this chilling news.
Jung Heewan had accepted her fate and was prepared for the end.
Now, the man she adored has returned as Death, marking the start of her final week.