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In the quiet of the castle garden, Heeseung stood among the blooms, his thoughts a swirl of emotions

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In the quiet of the castle garden, Heeseung stood among the blooms, his thoughts a swirl of emotions. The events of the previous day weighed on him, filling him with unease.

While everyone else settled in, he lingered to reflect. Guilt gnawed at him, memories of his past actions—his role in disconnecting the realms—haunting him. He had always prided himself on his ambition, but now he questioned his choices. The hurt he caused Minji with his proposal and the pain inflicted on Leehan filled him with regret.

As he pondered the future, Heeseung wondered if he could ever make amends. He knew a long journey of self-reflection awaited him, but he was determined to face it.

Suddenly, Minji appeared, catching him off guard. "Hey, do you mind if I stand with you?" she asked.

"Of course," he replied, a smile breaking through his concern.

They stood together in silence, their shared understanding palpable. As evening fell, they engaged in a heartfelt conversation, addressing their past openly.

"Heeseung, I don't hold grudges against you," Minji said, her sincerity evident.

"Thanks," he replied, relief washing over him.

Their dialogue flowed naturally, exploring hopes, fears, and regrets. Then, Minji hesitated, broaching a sensitive subject. "Are you still into the whole marriage thing?"

Heeseung was taken aback. "I... I hadn't really thought about it," he stammered.

Minji reached out, her touch gentle. "I know it's sudden, but I feel there's something worth exploring between us."

A rush of emotions surged within Heeseung. "Opposites attract, right?" he said, taking a breath. "Yeah, Minji, I'm still into it—if you are."

In that moment, hope blossomed. They stood amid the tranquility of the garden, ready to face whatever lay ahead together.




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In Jungwon's room, laughter echoed as he and Ni-ki sorted through boxes. "So, any idea where you want to put all this stuff?" Ni-ki teased.

"Not really," Jungwon admitted, grinning. "We'll figure it out."

Ni-ki grabbed Jungwon's phone. "Mind if I put on some music?"

"Go for it, just no rock."

Ni-ki feigned offense. "What? No rock? That's my specialty!"

As music filled the air, they fell into a comfortable rhythm. Then, Ni-ki suggested, "We should have a dance party once we're settled!"

Jungwon's face lit up. "A dance party? I'm down!"

While they danced, Ni-ki suddenly grew serious. "I want to pursue dance."

"That's cool! What made you decide?" Jungwon asked, genuinely interested.

"I've always loved it," Ni-ki replied. "But now, I want to dedicate myself fully."

Ni-ki's gaze drifted to something in Jungwon's hands. It was a plush Winnie the Pooh.

"Winnie the Pooh?" Ni-ki echoed, astonished. "What's with the bear?"

Jungwon chuckled. "I won it for Yona at a fair. Not sure why I'm drawn to it."

Ni-ki's expression shifted, as if the bear stirred forgotten memories. "There's something familiar about it," he murmured.

"Really?" Jungwon asked. "Maybe it reminds you of something?"

"Yeah, maybe," Ni-ki replied, lost in thought.

"You look emotional. Need a hug?" Jungwon joked.

"Me? Emotional? Never," Ni-ki replied, rolling his eyes.

Just then, Jay called from downstairs. "Dinner's ready!"

They shared a glance, their conversation momentarily forgotten. As they headed for the scent of food, Ni-ki paused, glancing back at the bear. Reluctantly, he turned away, but the mystery of Winnie the Pooh lingered in his mind.

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