The boys were frantic as they searched for their sister.
"Meanwhile Byeol was telling her story to Yeonjun and she didn't even know why."
He made her feel different.
I just- i have be-enlie-d to my who-le life. I don't even what i am anymore... she bitterly chucked as tears streamed down her face making the boy's heart break.
And as if involuntary, his body moved on his own taking the poor girl in his embrace.
Byeol was shocked but soon found her melting in his warm embrace.
She sobbed her heart out as Yeonjun soothingly rubbed her back.
I a-m ok now... she tapped his shoulder as he let her go, both of their faces overcome by a blush.
Are you ok? He asked her gently.
I don't know... she answered sniffling a little. All this time i blamed myself for what happened to my father. If only i hadn't gotten lost, if only i haven't gone to that boy in the alleyway-
Hold on! Yeonjun cut her off. A boy?
Yes.
What boy?
Byeol sighed. I was five when my father died, i had ventured off to a boy who was a year or so older than me.. he was homeless.
Wh-ere did this happen?
"XXXXXX street" Byeol frowned.
Yeonjun's breath hitched as all the puzzle pieces started joining together.
Do y-ou perhaps by any chance told that boy that you will love him?
Byeol furrowed her eyebrows. Indeed i did, but how do you know?
Yeonjun chuckled in disbelief as he looked at Byeol. You are really her .....
