change both of their lives. They fell in love.They became each other's first love.They made memories they believed would last forever.But when Jennie Kim, Taehyung's former girl best friend and the daughter of Korea's second-richest family, returned to their lives, jealousy and misunderstandings slowly tore them apart.Mae walked away. Taehyung was left heartbroken. Four years passed. Mae became a doctor. Taehyung became an elite Special Defense Team captain. They built separate lives and tried to forget the love they once shared. Until fate brought them back to the same city.The same hospital.Andface-to-face.Because some love stories don't truly end.Sometimes, they are simply waiting for a second chance.Should the next part begin with their first hallway meeting or Taehyung noticing Mae from across the hallway?

​In the highest reaches of the cosmos lay Zodiaca—a world where elemental magic, ancient dynasties, and celestial fate were forged by the stars. Among the twelve grand domains, none burned brighter than the Golden Sun Realm, home of the proud Leo Dynasty. ​At the heart of the capital stood the Sun Palace, an imposing citadel made of polished white marble and veins of pure, liquid gold. ​Inside the central court, King Dingdong rested a heavy, armored arm against his throne, his golden cape draped over his shoulders. Beside him sat Queen Mother Marian, whose breathtaking elegance was matched only by the fierce, solar aura radiating from her presence. ​"She’s late again," Queen Marian noted, taking a calm sip from her porcelain cup, though her sharp eyes gleamed with affection. ​"Can you blame her?" laughed Prince Derrick, the eldest son, as he casually flexed a bicep wrapped in solar embers. "I heard she spent three hours sparring with the Capricorn guard down at the lower courtyard!" ​"And she managed to set King Jeno’s star-fruit garden on fire in the process," added Princess Sanya, leaning against her golden spear with a smirk. ​"Don't forget the three silver fountains she melted," Princess Kate chimed in, idly twirling a pair of incendiary daggers around her fingers. ​Prince Jeric let out a smooth, musical chuckle, strumming a warm chord on his golden harp. "You all criticize her, yet you're the first ones to burn down a forest whenever someone looks at our family wrong." ​Before another argument could erupt, the giant golden doors burst open.