Chapter 6: The Realization
In the heart of Seoul, LinHo sat in his van with trembling hands and bloodshot eyes. The screen of his phone glowed with the final words of the story Lili had written:
> "If only he had looked past the chaos, he would've seen the girl who looked at him like he was the sky—never hers, but always beautiful."
His manager quietly handed him a tissue. "She lost her job because of the photo, LinHo. The CEO assumed she used you for fame. But Lili... she didn't even speak."
LinHo clenched his jaw. "I thought she was avoiding the spotlight. I didn't know she was suffering."
"You were too busy, too quiet, too late," the staff member said softly. "But maybe… not too late to fix it."
For the first time in weeks, LinHo opened his social media apps. He scrolled past trending hashtags, angry comments, and gossip until he reached the truth—fan tweets defending Lili, her old blog posts, and finally… the link to her story.
He read every word.
And when he was done, he whispered, "I owe her more than silence."