. In the darkness of the cemetery, a lone man stands. His hands are buried in his pockets and he stares blankly at the gravestone in front of him. Small drops of rain plop onto his brown hair yet he continues his staring contest with the newly placed stone.
It seemed that only yesterday the woman now buried here was in his arms.
He shivers against a harsh wind and relives the last moments he had spent with her, his fiancé.
"Jagiya!" He yelled happily as his girlfriend jumped into his arms ,"How was I today?" He asked, inquiring his performance at the concert.
"Oh Hobi! You were on fire!" She had squealed and placed a small kiss on his lips ,"So sexy and beautiful, as always."
Hoseok grinned at that and kissed her back. "You flatter me..."
She smiles wide and he takes her hand in his, ready to do what he had been planning for two weeks now.
He clears his throat and sinks to one knee ,"B-Bomi... there is something I've been meaning to ask you..."
A lone tear slips down his cheek and he turns from the headstone, unable to go on with his memory. He cursed the day that she had been killed and swore vengeance on the man who had been stupid enough to drive a car while intoxicated.
He felt as if he was being suffocated and could not take the dreariness of the cemetery any more.
As he walk towards the front gate, a small white flower near the tree beside Bomi's grave caught his eye. It hadn't been there before and it looked as though it had grown there from a seedling.
A white rose. Bomi's favorite flower.
More tears rolled off of his chin as he stared at the flower.
His baby was okay... he would see her again someday.
He left the cemetery in a hunched walk and came back to the cemetery every day to tend to the lone white rose beside his baby's grave.
