Inside the court room, there seated was the artist with her beloved ballerina. Both held their hands and never let go, their hearts pounded as one as their eyes time to time find each other.
"According to the witness, Son Chaeyoung and the victim, Myoui Mina, I hereby declare Tuan Mark guilty by pledged, he will live his whole life in prison for his crime; abuse. Dismiss."
Everyone in the court in their favor yelled in delight once they saw policemen handcuffing the culprit's hands behind his back, he glared at the artist but he can't do anything anymore behind bars.
The ballerina and the artist stood up, with their hands eloped together. The artist had to support the ballerina in walking since her legs still didn't coordinated properly with her body and used a walker.
"Chaeyoung," the ballerina started, the artist hummed, "thank you, so much."
Chaeyoung, the artist, grinned, "aye, anything for me ballerina."
Both of them had already confessed to each other yet they still had no relationships. But the artist did say that she'll court the ballerina. They both got out of the court room.
"To show my gratitude.." the artist hummed in question with the ballerina's quiet mumble.
She suddenly faced the artist she loved so much, she let her arms rest on the younger's shoulder, pulling her closer and let their lips collide with one another. Both of them smiled against the contact of their soft lips, moving against each other. United after waiting for so long. They stayed like that, engulfing the euphoric moment. The artist had her hands on the ballerina's waist.
They pulled away, their eyes meeting and saw each other's spark in each eye. They both spoke of the same feelings, yet they didn't open their mouth. Because their eyes were enough to justify the unspoken truth.
