Hye-jin visits the town with the cute little bookstore, that's near the house that was supposed to be hers, and - tries to find some spark of enjoyment that she once had. Instead she stands in the place she first met Kang Jaeha, wondering how long was I even standing here? and whether it would be worth anything at all to ask him. The - him that wasn't the one who hurt her, but who is complicatedly still sharing some kind of scale with having been the person who tried his absolute hardest to ruin and then end her life. She doesn't cry, but only because she's in public and she already thinks someone's taking fucking pictures of her, and she's remembering the time someone (somewhere else) had the audacity to walk up to her and tell her that she's a stupid slut who deserved what she got because what else did she expect, jumping between esper partners so quickly. Jealousy's only human, after all.

Well. She didn't expect anything else to change, but she wanted to give herself a final shot, in case she had regrets. She does, of course, but - the house sale isn't going to be one of them. There's nothing for her in this town, anymore, except bad memories.

She doesn't last minute cancel the closing on the sale of the house nearby. Papers get signed, and she teleports... she's trying to call it home, in her head, but nowhere feels like that, really.

The S-rank fire esper quietly takes off her shoes, heads to the living room, and collapses on the couch to cry. She's not sure what about. There are so many options.