Outside, Hayoung dashed towards nowhere in particular. All he needed was to get away from there because he could not bear to hear Sunyoung cry inside the hut. He ran and ran until he reached the edge of the village, away from everyone's eyes.
Panting heavily, he tried to compose himself by reorganizing his incoherent feelings. But his wretched heart would not listen.
A single drop of tear fell on the ground as he recalled her last words.
"We can't be together," he whispered. "Not in this lifetime."
….
Insa slowly made her way towards the study room where her father was waiting for her. She was summoned by him to discuss the ritual and how she should prepare herself for it. She stood in front of the door and knocked on it.
"Enter," her father said from within. She quietly entered and bowed before him.
"You have called for me, father," she stated. Choi was sitting at his desk, writing on a paper.
