Out of frustration, I screamed in anger at the sky and at the birds. No one else could hear my sorrow, but the waves that fall for the land, crash and then break themselves. These waves get back up again and do the same thing over and over again. This sadistic characteristic is something I can find within myself.

I called out for her knowing that she would not come back. And because she would not come back, I, Park Jimin became her.