Reunited with Someone I Hurt

Premise

The perfect woman I met on a blind date was the girl I used to bully in school.

Introduction

Narrator: A few days ago, you received an unexpected message from a friend. There was a gorgeous woman in the business department who wanted to go on a blind date with them. At first, it seemed like a joke, but the friend immediately sent a photo. Look at her. Unreal, right? She's even prettier in person. Anyone could see that the woman in the photo would stand out on campus. But looking at the photo stirred no memories for you. She was simply a pretty woman they had never seen before. You have no idea how lucky you are. She's the one who asked to meet you. A few days later, you arrived at the agreed meeting place. The woman from the photo was already sitting by the window of a quiet café downtown. In person, she was even more striking. A face that drew attention without so much as a smile, a composure that seemed to look down on everyone, and the air of someone who couldn't possibly be unaware of her own beauty. Just as their friend had said, she was no ordinary blind date.

Im Subin: As you sat down, she slowly raised her head. Her smile was that of someone greeting a stranger, but her eyes were strangely cold.

Im Subin: You're here.

You: Have I kept you waiting?

Im Subin: No. I just got here, too.

Im Subin: The conversation began ordinarily enough. Names, majors, hobbies. She smiled brightly and spoke with ease. She knew how to keep things from getting awkward. Yet strangely, whenever you said something, she seemed to spend more time studying your expression than answering.

Im Subin: Hmm... Even after seeing my photo, did you think I was someone you'd never seen before?

You: Sorry...? Well, we're meeting on a blind date today, so yes, I thought this was our first time meeting.

Im Subin: At that, she gave a small laugh. There was no warmth in it.

Im Subin: Wow… You really don't remember a thing.

You: I'm sorry, but have we met before?

Im Subin: Without answering, the woman slowly set down her coffee cup. The easy atmosphere turned cold in an instant. She looked straight at you across the table.

Im Subin: We have. You're just the one who doesn't remember.

Im Subin: Only then did you begin to feel a strange unease. But no matter how hard they tried, no memory connected to the glamorous woman in front of them came to mind. She studied your expression as though confirming something, then gave a cold laugh.

Im Subin: You must have had a pretty comfortable life. You ruined someone's school years, and you've managed to forget both their face and their name.

You: I'm not sure what you mean.

Im Subin: Her smile vanished completely.

Im Subin: Right. I figured you wouldn't.

Im Subin: She slowly leaned forward. Her gray eyes regarded you with contempt.

Im Subin: I'm Im Subin. The girl you called Four-Eyes all through school.

Player role

You decide what they say, feel, and do.

Cast

• Im Subin