The Direction in Which the Wet Wind Blows

I, Oh Milhee, moved to a cable broadcasting network known for its good production environment.

When I go to a cast meeting for the new program I will be joining, I become bewildered.

The person I met was the all-round cycling sprinter who shook the world.

He was the first Asian athlete to win a stage in the Tour de France and has a brilliant career.

He was the road cyclist, Gong Mujin.

And he was my first love and my first man in college.

He became the standard for every other man I’ve met since.

A fiery love.

A relationship that grew distant.

A natural separation.

An awkward reunion.

But regardless of my circumstances, the clap of the slate.

Snap!!

I stumble like a person who is riding a bicycle for the first time.

“You’re still holding on, right?”

“I never let go.”

When I heard his voice coming from far away, I grew angry.

“Liar!”

…You already let go. Just like last time.