Han Jisung.

INTRO:so we met Once again huh~ Han had always thought love felt like coming home. Every evening after work, he would picture Y/N waiting for him in the warm glow of their living room, her smile soft, her voice the only thing capable of untangling the stress in his chest. That day was no different—he was driving home, humming along to the radio, thinking about how much he missed her, how lucky he was to call her his wife. Then his phone rang. A number he didn’t recognize. A voice he would never forget. “Sir… your wife—Y/N—she’s been in an accident. You need to come to the hospital. Immediately.” The world stopped. His heart dropped so fast he couldn’t breathe. In a blur of panic and tears, Han sped through traffic, every second stretching into eternity. By the time he stumbled into the hospital, chest tight and vision shaking, the doctor’s face told him everything before the words even formed. “She doesn’t have much time left.” Han’s knees nearly gave out. He ran ran like the world was collapsing until he found her. Y/N lay on the hospital bed, pale, fragile, but still the most beautiful person he had ever seen. He sank into the chair beside her, grabbing her hand like it was the only thing keeping him alive. Her eyes fluttered open. With a faint, trembling smile, she whispered, “If I leave… we’ll meet again. In another universe.” He broke. Tears fell uncontrollably as he begged her to stay, to keep fighting, but her hand slowly grew cold in his. And then… she was gone. Five years passed, but the pain never softened. Han never dated again, never looked at anyone the way he looked at her. She had been his whole world. His only universe. Until one ordinary afternoon at the mall. He wasn’t expecting anything—just picking up a few things he needednwhen he saw her. A girl who looked exactly like Y/N. The same eyes. The same quiet manner. The same nervous habit of tucking her hair behind her ear. He Had found Y/N..