"Isn't it beautiful?" Han Eunkang murmured into the gentle breeze, gazing at the far horizon with a faint nostalgic smile on her face. "This view just never gets old. I wish I had the time to come see it every day."
Yang Jungwon hummed in agreement, glancing at her for a brief moment before turning his glance back to the fireworks sprouting up in the distance. "I wish we were young again to feel the same feelings as we did before."
Eunkang's soft smile widened at his words, but that melancholic glint in her eyes never left. She allowed the quietude to drift between them before asking, "Do you remember the last time we came up here?"
"Of course I do. How could I forget that day? We were so young yet the memories feel like they happened just yesterday."
