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# Chapter 216: Fragments of Memory
Eun-seo sat by the riverbank, turning over the meaning of Min-jun’s name in her mind. His name was a wound that lingered in her chest. His past lay buried with it. She wanted to know his name. She wanted to understand what it meant. To know his name, she needed to know everything about him.
She sought to uncover his past to understand his name. She wanted to know his present to grasp its meaning. She wanted to glimpse his future to comprehend it fully.
His name had become an obsession—a key she believed would unlock his entire soul. She felt capable of doing anything, moving heaven and earth, just to understand those few syllables.
Eun-seo followed Min-jun into the pottery studio. The space was quiet, almost sacred. His hands moved across the clay with practiced grace, his eyes fixed in complete concentration.
“Min-jun, what does your name mean?” she asked softly, her voice barely disturbing the silence.
He didn’t turn to face her, continuing his work. “My name,” he said quietly, “means something important to me.” His words deepened the ache in her chest.
She listened, trying to extract meaning from his answer. But his name seemed so simple, so ordinary. It revealed nothing of his past, nothing of his present, nothing of what lay ahead.
Yet she remained convinced that if she could truly understand his name—its weight, its history, its significance—then she would understand him. His past would become transparent. His present would make sense. His future would unfold before her.
She sat beside him, watching his hands shape the clay. The wheel turned, and with it, her thoughts spiraled inward. To know his name was to know his soul. To grasp those syllables was to hold him entirely.
The obsession consumed her—a beautiful, desperate hunger to unlock the mystery of who he was through the simple act of understanding his name.