Kyung Ho, his golden hair catching the sunlight, moved with graceful agility, his eyes sparkling with excitement. Ji-hoon, despite his recent injury, hobbled with surprising speed, his laughter a joyous sound in the air. Min-seo, the ever-serious one, had a broad smile on his face, his eyes fixed on Jiho with a look of pure, unrestrained happiness.
Jiho's heart soared with a mix of emotions—joy, love, and a hint of mischievous glee. She pushed herself harder, her legs pumping as she zigzagged across the open space, trying to keep ahead of the brothers.
But as she was running, Jiho heard footsteps approaching from the front too. Her heart pounded harder, a mix of exhilaration and curiosity quickening her pace. Suddenly, a splash of water flew toward her. She instinctively ducked, her hair whipping in the air as the water narrowly missed her. Glancing ahead, she saw the culprit: Mer Chu, standing with a wooden bucket in his hand.
