Like every other day, Ga Eul laughed happily with the other children at the daycare center she had been working at for 2 years. Ever since that man left for Sweden, all she could think about was pottery and making things with her hands. Now that she and Jan Di no longer work at the porridge shop, she had to find another occupation to take. Ga Eul always liked children...

'What the heck?' she thought to herself one day. 'Might as well give it a try.'

Since she signed up to work at the local daycare center, she made sure to always make time to play with clay and shape them into objects. The children enjoyed her enthusiasm and the excitement she brought, and seemed to be interested in her stories about the one she called her boyfriend...

"How is he, Miss Ga Eul?" one of the girls asked and got Ga Eul's attention. "Your boyfriend."

Ga Eul laughed nervously. "He's not my boyfriend, really. I'm sorry I told you that before." It was far too embarrassing for him to hear that she was calling him her boyfriend, but it never seemed like he minded. Did he really think she would call him that someday, especially when he wasn't around? Whenever the children called him Ga Eul's boyfriend, he never joined in to help her stop their words. What was really on his mind...?

Just as she was diving into her thoughts, many of the little kids caused an uproar to pull her back out. They were all herding toward the entrance and squeezing their faces against the glass; Ga Eul wondered what could be so exciting and peered out into the hallway above the children's heads. The reason of the moment was grilling in her head: what exactly were they waiting for...and why were they always giggling when looking up at her?

An epiphany finally lit up her face. She quickly turned her head toward the clock and saw that it was very close to 3 o'clock, the time her shift was over. The time she could be free to go.

The time he would come over to pick her up.

For the past two weeks, they saw each other at least once a day. Most of the time, that time would be when he arrived to retrieve her from her job. Sometimes, he would walk her home or take her to go sight-seeing around Seoul. Although she had already seen most of the town, Ga Eul never stopped being fascinated with him by her side and pointing out every beautiful aspect. Just recently, he showed her some of the new collections at his family museum before they would be placed on display; at first, he politely rejected the offer, but he insisted without hesitation.

Sure enough, he appeared at the door with his warm smile that always seemed to melt Ga Eul's heart. The children gathered around him in a clamoring excitement, leaving Ga Eul to watch him from afar as he greeted the young ones as well.

"Good afternoon," he said to the children in a sincere and clear tone. "How was today?"

Some of them nodded as others responded with voice. "It was fun!" one of them replied: a cute little girl he remembered seeing the first day he got back. "We played with the clay again and tried to make pots!"

He couldn't help but laugh. "Really, now? How was Miss Ga Eul's clay?" At that, he looked up at her, which caught her surprise and left her breathless. Ga Eul's knees felt weak when she heard her name come from his lips. As she regained control of her body, she felt her own mouth pull up at the corners.

"Yi Jung seonbae..."

Instantly, he softly pushed through the little crowd and walked up to Ga Eul, his expression growing brighter with every step. Yi Jung stopped in an arm-length distance and dipped his head."Did you have a good day?"

She hyperactively nodded her head. Why did she always feel so jittery around Yi Jung?

Yi Jung sighed. "Well, ready to go?" Smiling brilliantly, he grabbed Ga Eul's hand and began dragging her to the way he came in. She stuttered and dragged her heels on the floor, but it didn't stop him; the F4 member was just too strong. Looking at the children with a desperate glance, she saw them waving them goodbye and grinning from ear to ear, happy to hear about the two of them being together.

Once they both walked out the main entrance, Yi Jung finally stopped to turn around and look at her. Ga Eul was out of breath, thankful that she had time to stop, but then looked up at him in bewilderment. "Where...are you...taking me?' she asked between breaths.

Yi Jung smiled. Seeing her confused and baffled always amused him. "We're just gonna go out for coffee," he told her simply. "I'm sure you'd like some, right? You look terribly exhausted."

At that, Ga Eul's expression turned sour. She pulled her hand out of his grasp and used both of her hands to cover her hands. "Oh, no! I stayed up late with Jan Di last night!" When her pouting face appeared between her palms, Yi Jung saw her cute depressed side. Up until now, there were some times when he became annoyed by her antics. Coming back from Sweden refreshed his exposure to her, and he became actually glad to see her mild blunders and sprees.

Giving a light tug, he was able to bring her back out of her worrying thoughts. "You look wonderful." After earning himself a blush across her face, he turned his head toward the park. "Let's go."

Halfway through the walk, Ga Eul was able to keep her pace close to his and they eventually walked side by side. They slowly started to talk about each other's days, and little by little, Yi Jung found interest in every little detail and never diverted his attention to anything else. There was a moment she almost fell face forward on a flat surface, but he was able to successfully catch her in time by the shoulders. After fixing her upright, he looked at her with some distress as she tried to catch her breath.

"You okay?" he asked. Ga Eul nodded with shaky confidence, which Yi Jung laughed at; he also found some humor at her moments of uncertainty. He immediately resumed their stroll to the coffee stand, this time with his arm slung around her shoulders. Ga Eul took notice of it before her cheeks turned red, but he didn't seem to notice her flushed appearance. However, Yi Jung kept on a sort of smug face for the rest of the walk.

As they passed by many pedestrians, Ga Eul couldn't help but see many angry glares come from the most beautiful women she could find in Korea. If she didn't know any better, they could have been super models taking a secret stroll on Seoul streets, but yet Yi Jung gave no mind to them.

Once they reached the entrance of the park, he stopped and turned toward a small coffee stand across the street. Yi Jung looked back at her with a smile. "How do you like your coffee?" he asked. For a moment, Ga Eul was surprised that he would consider how she would like it. Thinking about it for a few seconds, she replied hesitantly.

"With cream...and sugar...?"

With his smile growing even brighter, he nodded. "All right. It'll be my treat. Just wait here in the park." And with that, he turned to walk toward the coffee stand, leaving Ga Eul in his wake. As she turned to find a bench, she thought of all the times he had taken her to places, whether or not they've been influenced by Gu Jun Pyo's pleas to impress Jan Di. She thought of their first "date" that was meant to embarrass her ex-boyfriend: he had treated her so kindly despite the fact that it was supposed to be acting.

Once she found a seat, she made sure her skirt was neatly straight before sitting down. Ga Eul's eyes drifted toward the families and children in the middle of the park that wore bright grins and were surrounded by an aura of happiness. Thinking for a moment, she wondered how that type of happiness was ever possible, after looking back at Gu Jun Pyo and Jan Di's disastrous history.

'Perhaps there are different kinds of happiness for everyone,' she thought to herself. Letting that mull through her head, Ga Eul couldn't help but smile inwardly.

"Hey there, little lady."

Her eyes shot up to see three scary-looking men towering over her meek form, with wide grins across their faces. There was something about their appearances, their large muscles and giant limbs, that made her sit frozen on the bench; each of them had leather gloves on their hands along with messy hair and ripped jeans. She couldn't help but feel terror growing within, and the urging desire to flee...

But what about Yi Jung? What would he think if he came back to see that she was nowhere to be found? Ga Eul couldn't bear to hurt his feeling without an explanation, no matter what the circumstances were.

Although she refused to leave until Yi Jung returned, the sinister aura surrounding the three men sent chills down her spine. Ga Eul turned her eyes down to the ground, trying to ignore their stares and eventually be left alone. She began to worry about what would happen, if she was whisked away without anyone noticing; surely, she wouldn't be able to fend them off herself.

"Would you like to come with us?" asked one of them that had spiky brown hair. He casually placed a hand on Ga Eul's shoulder, and his touch made her jump, but not in a good way. She instantly cringed under his hand, but she couldn't do anything. Once she looked back up, she saw how the other two curved around her and the bench, blocking any chance of a quick escape.

There was no way for her to confront them on her own; Ga Eul decided to do what she considered was the smart decision and try to run away head-on. Slowly getting up on her feet, she avoided their gazes. "Excuse me..."

Ga Eul quickly tried to wedge herself past two of the men and hopefully make a sprint toward the street and Yi Jung. By then, he would be coming back. As she pushed herself through who seemed to be the leader and one of his subordinates, they seemed to be lenient. She was easily able to push herself free, but she didn't dare stop for a little cheer. Her instincts told her to run, and run fast, no matter who was watching.

But just as she was about to make her sprint toward the coffee stand, a bulky hand latched onto her wrist and spun her around, making her face the leader again. Ga Eul's eyes looked up frighteningly at his, which were filled with malicious intent that she couldn't even imagine. Her body began to cringe even more, farther away from the man, but all escape routes were inaccessible at the moment.

"Woah, there." He said in a gentle tone that Ga Eul didn't buy. "Don't just run away. I was just wondering if you would like to spend some time with us. We can give you a whole time of fun."

She didn't like the way it sounded. In a futile attempt, she tried to back away, but the man's grip only became tighter. Not even tugging at her arm helped; she was like an animal ensnared by a hunter's trap, and who knew what would happen to her next.

'Seonbae...'

"Ga Eul?"

Quickly looking over her shoulder, Ga Eul saw none other than Yi Jung holding a carton of coffee in his left hand. Relief instantly washed over her as she felt the man's hand slip from her wrist. Yi Jung's expression appeared quizzical, but she could see in his eyes the anger and contempt caused by the scene before him.

"Who are you?" she could hear the man ask gruffly. Without a second thought, she quickly ran to Yi Jung's side and clung onto his right arm while keeping her head down. Yi Jung looked at her confusingly.

"Are you okay?" he asked quietly, and she could hear the suppressed anger in his voice. Ga Eul nodded too hard, hinting him at her level of fright. His jaw locked as he looked back at the three men, who now glared at him with vicious eyes.

Yi Jung wasn't one who immediately reverted to violent ways like Jun Pyo, but he also wasn't the type to bow down easily. "Gentlemen," he said kindly. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't scare her."

Thinking about what he said, the men laughed haughtily with each other and smirked at Yi Jung. "Well, now...her boyfriend doesn't seem too tough, begging people like this." One of the subordinates was able to catch Ga Eul's eye to wink at, and it made her shrivel up. Yi Jung gently pushed her behind him, guarding her from their repulsive eyes. In the blink of an eye, his own gaze turned ominous, urging the men to stand down.

"We'll give you a count to ten to walk away and leave the girl here." The leader began to crack his knuckles loudly, stalking closer toward Ga Eul and Yi Jung. In turn, the both of them began to back away to where Yi Jung arrived, but the other two quickly went around and circled them like how they did to Ga Eul a few moments ago. As they began their menacing chuckles, Yi Jung kept an arm by Ga Eul to make sure she wasn't whisked away without his knowledge.

She couldn't help but let out a little whimper. "Seonbae..."

Not too long afterward, she felt a rough hand land on her shoulder from behind, almost gripping as tightly as the first man. Ga Eul shrieked at the top of her lungs, her hands losing their grip from shock. Once Yi Jung felt her loosen her grip on his arm, he swung his left arm back, flinging the coffee straight into the face of one of the men and burning his skin with the hot liquid.

As the man screamed in pain, his hand inadvertently let go of Ga Eul, allowing Yi Jung to clasp her hand and try to run toward the exit. However, his efforts were in vain as the other minion grabbed his shoulder too roughly and tugged him back into the scene. Thinking quickly, he let go of Ga Eul's hand to spare her from being hurt, but it didn't help him from avoiding a gloved hand punching him across the face.

Ga Eul gasped in terror, but Yi Jung quickly retaliated with his own punch, forcing him into a fight with the bigger man. They clutched onto the other's shirt while throwing punches; unconsciously, Yi Jung made sure to only sparingly use his right hand, for since that incident years ago, he barely used it for anything strenuous.

But it didn't take long for the other men to quickly jump back into the fight. The first subordinate ferociously grabbed onto Yi Jung's right arm and held it tight while the second one grabbed his left. Yi Jung squirmed to break loose, but he gained no victory. As he struggled to free himself, he noticed the leader of the three walk in front of him while cracking his knuckles again, showing him a brief glimpse of the imminent future.

Yi Jung closed his eyes shut and braced himself for the oncoming fist that ran across his face. Once the pain began to kick in, he could taste the blood in his mouth, but not too much. From afar, Ga Eul screamed at the men with fear mixed with anger and frustration. "Stop it!!" he could hear her yell. "Leave him alone!!"

Hearing her agonizing cries made him feel worse; this was all he could do to protect her, but she was still feeling pain, albeit indirectly. Although she screamed for the man to stop, he continued to pummel Yi Jung not only in the face, but in his gut as well. Yi Jung gritted his teeth and groaned with exasperation, wondering if they would ever stop and just leave.

But it didn't seem like it was going to happen. He looked up at the leader with fatigued eyes; the dark smirk was still there, still fueled with angst. As Yi Jung gasped for breath, he expected more merciless beatings from the man...

Until Ga Eul shot up from behind him out of the blue. Her arms wrapped themselves tightly around the man's neck, trying to strangle him to divert his attention. Yi Jung watched in horror as she attempted to fend for herself; she gave it her all to hang on as the leader swaggered to throw her off. No matter how violently he moved, Ga Eul held on tight despite the jerks and twists she was forced through.

"Ga Eul! Ga Eul!!" Yi Jung tried to wrench his way free, but it was still hopeless. Together with the two minions, he watched the struggle between the leader and Ga Eul, although it was obvious of who was going to win. His whole reason for fighting despite the loss of his right arm was to protect Ga Eul, not thrust her into the center of it.

In almost no time at all, the leader was able to shake her off before she fell to the ground. Ga Eul stared up at him as he wheeled around to glare, losing all hopes of flirting with her anymore. "You bitch!" he screamed before grabbing a handful of her hair from the top and lifting her up. She grabbed onto his hands while gasping in pain, her hair tangled within his fingers, but she couldn't break herself free from his grasp. Not even her nails that were digging into his skin were of any help.

Yi Jung shot daggers at the unrelenting leader. "Let her go!!" he bellowed, but it was too slow to stop the firm hand from running across Ga Eul's face. As she felt the stinging pain spread through the rest of her face, her lips couldn't help but release a high-pitched shriek. She felt herself fall to the side and hit the ground again, incapacitated for a few moments before her hand rose to her bright red cheek while looking back at the man in terror.

"GA EUL!!" Yi Jung's eyes were too frantic compared to the calm and warm ones he always had. "You bastard! I'll kill you!!" Despite already knowing of her good girl ways, he never imagined her getting into such a situation that would physically hurt her. Even worse, it was his fault for leaving her by herself.

The leader turned back to Yi Jung, and they both entered a glaring battle filled with frustration and rage. As the last of his patience dwindled away, he screamed out in aggravation while pulling his limbs free of the men's grasps. They felt like ripping off, but he was able to keep them intact in the end, leaving the two men to reel back in confusion.

"What the...?"

Yi Jung didn't hesitate. He wheeled around and shot a left hook toward the man on the right and punched him across the face, which was quickly followed by a knee in the gut. As his victim cringed to the ground, Yi Jung clutched onto the other man's shirt with both of his hands. This guy didn't seem like he was wanting to fight, only trying to free himself from getting hurt, but Yi Jung didn't feel like being merciful anymore. His head brutally rammed into the man's skull, causing it to turn to mush before he fell down.

Gasping for breath, Yi Jung braced his hands against his knees for support; it's been too long since he engaged in a worthy brawl. But he wasn't done yet as he turned around to face the last one, who stared at him with wonder. "You...who ARE you??"

But he didn't bother to respond. Yi Jung staggered toward the man, carrying the heavy fatigue that struck his body. He could barely make another move, but his mind forced him to continue on, for all it ever thought of was Ga Eul's safety. Although his back was hunched, he continued to walk toward him, subconsciously bringing up one of his arms with a fist.

'Almost there,' he thought to himself. 'Just one more...and Ga Eul will be safe.'

Giving his all, Yi Jung made one final swing against the man with his fist, unaware of what was around him. His eyelids dropped at the last moment, not even granting him the sight of beating the man. He growled one last time before lunging forward...

But then searing pain came from his right wrist, a torture that he thought he would never feel again. He gritted his teeth before screaming out in anguish, and his eyes flew open to see the man clutching tightly onto his right wrist.

His bad wrist ever since that night in the club.

The next thing he knew, Yi Jung was falling to his knees in less than a second. His left hand clutched onto the man's, trying to pry it off of his wrist, but that one move rendered him useless. As he uselessly struggled, he looked up at the man and saw the epiphany in his eyes: he already realized his weakness. It was all too late when the devilish grin played on his lips again...and his grip tightened immensely.

Hearing him cry out like that made Ga Eul want to cry. She never wanted to see him in such a painful state again, but there was nothing she could do. Now that the man had him by the wrist, Yi Jung could do nothing but scream and writhe in his hold.

"Stop!!" Ga Eul got to her feet in a flash and ran to the both of them, falling to her knees hen her hands landed atop theirs. The man looked down at her and glared with surprise; he had never seen a woman try so hard in a fight. Nevertheless, he pulled and tugged to shake the both of them off, but he was unsuccessful as they held on tightly together, scraping their nails to break his hold.

Yi Jung was able to look over at Ga Eul and see the determination written all over her face. Regret washed over him; not only was he unable to protect her, he was also getting saved by her, throwing herself into danger for him. Disgust began to fill him up and overflow, and all that would be left was a gloomy shell with no more reason for love.

Ga Eul whimpered loud enough for him to hear, and he sighed frustratingly. With his heart and wrist aching simultaneously, Yi Jung doubted if he could ever get out of this with Ga Eul safe...

Just when he felt like all his strength would disappear, a whistle sounded off in the air, and the struggle instantly stopped. The clatter of footsteps were drawing closer along with booming shouts.

"You there!! What are you doing?!"

Without hesitation, the man finally released his hold on Yi Jung's hand and began to sprint in the opposite direction from where the whistle came. Yi Jung fell to the ground, groaning as his right hand shook convulsively, the pain spreading throughout his entire arm. He didn't dare hold onto it with his left hand; it felt like anything could have damaged it at the moment. Carefully, Ga Eul lifted him up and placed his upper body atop her bent legs, looking worriedly at his hand. Neither of them took enough notice of the police running pas to catch the man that caused the damage.

"Seonbae..." Her voice cracked as she was trying to stifle the treacherous tears. "Your hand hasn't healed?"

Yi Jung took deep breaths. "Not...completely..." Shakily, his good hand clung to her knees as he rested the sore one on his chest. The way his finger clung onto her was as if he didn't want her to disappear and make her stay by his side. Ga Eul used her sleeve to dab the sweat off his face, but his grasp was still strong and firm. "I was supposed to take it easy...and then it would be all right again. But..."

As she bit her lip, Ga Eul took a wild guess at what he was about to say. "But then I had to get in trouble, and you hurt yourself..." Her tone was soft, her voice breaking with regret. If only she had the courage to walk away on her own, Yi Jung wouldn't have gone too far and injure himself.

Why did they have to feel so close? Many times over did he tell her that a relationship between them is impossible, but he always helps her in every tight spot she falls into. Personally, Ga Eul preferred for him to either ignore her completely, so that she knew she really had no chance...or actually accept her feelings be with her for the rest of her life. Tears brimmed in her eyes, and she couldn't hold back the sniffle daring to come out.

As Yi Jung took his time to regain strength and composure, a policeman ran up to them and crouched down to their level. Ga Eul looked up at him while Yi Jung rested, but he was still able to hear the man's voice. "Are the two of you all right?" he asked them.

Ga Eul hesitated and looked down at Yi Jung as his eyes slowly began to flutter open. The man noticed how delicate his hand seemed to be. "Need an ambulance, son?"

Taking a deep breath, Yi Jung shook his head. He tried to sit himself upright, with Ga Eul for support behind him. His right hand began to twitch on his own, bringing sharp minor pains through his arm. Despite his condition, Yi Jung jokingly pulled out a smile to the policeman. "Just a bit of medication will do. I have it all at my home."

Still looking at him warily, the policeman nodded. "Right, then. Miss, are you going to accompany him?"

Ga Eul nodded. "Yes, of course." Thinking quickly, she got up into a crouch next to Yi Jung and carefully pulled his left arm over her shoulders before hoisting him to his feet. He felt some pain, but was actually relieved that it was Ga Eul helping him, like all other times before. With the escort of a few more policemen, Ga Eul was able to carry Yi Jung back toward the entrance. During the times she would quickly glance over at him, she could see the pain and embarrassment washing over his face, making her feel bad in return.

However, it wasn't the type of embarrassment Ga Eul was thinking about. Yi Jung thought about the true reason in his head...and he gritted his teeth with dissatisfaction.

She made sure to be delicate when wrapping his hand with the gauze, but once in a while, he would inhale sharply due to the pain.

"I'm sorry!" Ga Eul would say before starting again, but her expression would grow sadder and sadder. Yi Jung chuckled at her childish faces, which pulled him away from the pain and instead allowed him to focus on her.

"No...it's all right," he assured. As she continued to wrap his hand quietly, Yi Jung thoughts went back to the fight while he stared out the window into the dark night. The moon shone brightly through the glass, illuminating him and Ga Eul with its light, along with the first aid kit next to her on his bench. As he saw the men's faces appear in his mind again, he gritted his teeth, hoping to never see them again in real life. Many parts of the struggle appeared in his head...

Including Ga Eul's injury.

His face dropped instantly, his eyes filled with pain. Hesitantly, he peered out of the corner of his eye, observing Ga Eul's soft cheek, and saw a faint red blush beneath her skin. He could see the tracings of the brute's hand right before hearing her cry again in his head. Yi Jung shuddered as he looked away in shame, and it caught Ga Eul's attention.

"Hm?" She laid his hand down just as she finished it and tried to look at him. "Seonbae...are you all right?"

Pathetically, he scoffed at himself and pulled up a sarcastic smile. Although she asked him a question, Yi Jung didn't dare look back at her. "'All right'? I could have possibly ruined my hand even more today, and I couldn't even finish of those kind of guys." His left hand clenched tightly and shook with fury, which worried Ga Eul even more. "After all this time...I'm still useless."

And then his fury turned into sorrow as he looked down. "I couldn't...protect you..."

Ga Eul also wore a painful expression. "Seonbae..." She looked down at his wrapped hand that laid atop hers. Despite its condition, he still used it to help her and save her. Her only regret was that he had to injure himself to save her in the process. Thinking back, she remembered throwing herself on top of the leader to keep him from beating up Yi Jung, not considering the consequences...

"...I wouldn't just stand by..." She felt Yi Jung surprised eyes aimed at her as she looked away. Ga Eul placed her other hand atop his wrapped hand, holding it delicately. "You were getting hurt for my sake...If anything happened to you, I'd..." Caught off her guard, she felt small tears run down her cheeks. Just thinking about what could have happened if the police didn't come made her feel twisted inside. Ga Eul stifled to hold in her tears, but the thought was too painful to control.

As she fought to compose herself, she felt Yi Jung's hand slip out of hers and two arms wrap around her shoulders. He pulled her close, startling her as his chin rested on her shoulder while he exhaled sharply. Her eyes darted around as she tried to figure out what to do in such a situation. Although she felt like something must be done, a part of her wanted to stay in his embrace for a far longer time.

"I'm sorry..."

Ga Eul stopped any type of movement, staring off into space as she listened to his silent voice. She could hear the pain behind his words, and more tears brimmed in her eyes; it was still unbelievable to think of how important she was to him.

As she buried her face into his shoulder, Yi Jung's embrace tightened, as if he never wanted to let her out of his reach or even touch. "...I promise," he whispered. Hearing such words from him made Ga Eul choke on her own sobs; all that mattered to him was her own well-being, even placing it above his own.

"I promise...I'll protect you from now on."

She could hear the pure sincerity in his voice, affirming her that his words were true. Yi Jung yearned for her to believe him and forget all wrongs he committed toward her in the past, wondering if he would be completely forgiven for all of them. Ga Eul clung onto the coat on his back, trying to keep in the craving that she felt was wrong to have.

But just when she couldn't take it anymore, the hold on her was loosened, and she felt Yi Jung shift away from her the slightest bit. Ga Eul tried to look over to see what was wrong...but then she caught his gentle dark eyes looking straight at her, in contrast to how they were earlier in the day. Now, they held a sense of desire and longing, and there was no way for her to reject them. She could see exactly how charming he was; how long ago was it since she was this close to his face?

Yi Jung slowly closed his eyes as he leaned forward, and almost like a magnetic pull, Ga Eul's lips softly met his. At first, there was hesitation, but then he suddenly realized how soft and smooth they were, just like her skin. His good hand made its way to her face so he could hold it gently, making sure it wasn't all an illusion created in his head. In her own head, Ga Eul also doubted it as an illusion...but as soon as she placed a hand gingerly on his chest, her heart leaped when she could feel an authentic heartbeat vibrate beneath her palm, a little faster than normal. She finally realized why he was such a popular womanizer, especially when it came to parts like this: there was something about the way his lips moved, the way his touch felt that made women find him irresistible. However, this time, there was a more pleasant sensation, as if he was making sure to not be too rough. To think Yi Jung would still be careful, even at a time like this...Ga Eul finally saw the depth of his feelings for her, and it made her want to draw even closer to him.

Surprisingly, he caught a lavishing scent on her when he inhaled: a very floral aroma, close to cherry blossoms in the spring. The fragrance sent nullifying shocks down his spine, and it amazed him how much Ga Eul could annul his senses. Yi Jung wondered how long it would take for him to stay in control of his gentle side...until she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. She had never experienced a sensation such as this, which made her body instinctively crave for more. Ignoring the strain his right hand placed on him, Yi Jung used his whole arm to wrap around her body and pull her closer, and their bodies almost felt like melting together. Ga Eul's hands slid up his chest and tied themselves behind his neck, keeping him as her prisoner. In turn, he fastened his arms in a strong hold behind her back to make sure she didn't drift away.

After what seemed like hours, she finally pulled away her lips to take deep breaths, and her move allowed him to do the same. He rested his forehead against hers, still wanting to be in as much physical contact as possible.

"Seonbae..."

Yi Jung opened his eyes, looking at the close proximity of their bodies as his hands slid down to her waist. Her own hands placed themselves on his shoulders before she took a gulp and spoke.

"Please..." Ga Eul lifted her head to look into his eyes again, and he mimicked her moves. A warm smile was created by her lips, striking him by the beauty of it.

"Take care of me."

He froze for a moment, thinking about what she said, and tried to interpret it into his own words. He knew what she meant by them, and couldn't help but become filled with ecstasy. Not holding back, he gave a breathtaking smile that somehow made him shine brightly in her eyes.

Together, they began to laugh silently at the day's events as he kept on marveling at her beauty and kind heart. Yi Jung's hand came up and gently stroked her cheek with the lightest of touches, satisfied with his accomplishment of the one goal he had in mind when returning to Seoul.

Keeping Ga Eul's heart for himself.