"I-- I don't know. I'm not a fighter. I never knew what I am. But--" But for the first time in his life, he felt a sense of belonging. He wrapped his arms around Sangwoo and pulled him close, as close as he could, until he was right against him, until he could feel his chest move with every breath. "I love you. I want that to be all that matters." Couldn't that just be it? Why was life so complicated?