Soo-Ah was still looking in the direction Jung-In disappeared, reminiscing about the times they use to wake up together, run together, and play together. All these years since she last saw or heard of him, she did wonder from time to time what fate bestowed on the wild boy who made her early years so filled with life and laughter. She could hardly remember the trouble he caused her. Such childish troubles those were.
Today, the young man who spun her in his arms without a care in the world seemed to be taken from another storybook altogether. He stood tall, chest wide and muscular arms, measuring almost two heads over her. His honest amber eyes were the only thing that shook the dust from her memories. Except their shape had changed, becoming slick and seductive. His jaw was beautifully chiselled, and his lips teased for a kiss.
Wait. Why did she think that?
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