𝙗𝙪𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙙𝙮

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end; noun
a final part of something, especially a period of time, an activity, or a story.

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[5 years later]

[no one's point of view]

"ah... i finally finished it!"

"boo!" daehwi loudly exclaimed, putting his big palms on his wife's shoulders.

"ah!!"

"you said something about finishing our love story?"

"mmhmm! look at this! i bet my fans would love this!" she nodded.

"but i love you, lee jihyo."

jihyo chuckled, "of course!"

"now, where's yuseul?" jihyo wandered her gaze all around the living room.

"she's out with donghyun." daehwi pecked her lips.

"oh, okay." i stood up as we walked towards our garden.

"yuseul! donghyun! come here!" i yelled as loud as i can as our garden was humongous.

i heard faint noises of giggling and laughing, and to my surprise, donghyun and yuseul were playing tag. they ran in front of us and immediately stopped when daehwi cleared his throat.

"yes, eomma and appa?" yuseul innocently answered.

"come on, let's go eat." daehwi pat her head and went to the kitchen with yuseul.

i smiled. "so, how's life?" i asked, leaning against the wall as donghyun held onto the door frame.

"not so good without you..." he looked down.

i beamed a reassuring smile, "donghyun, come on. i've set up so many blind dates for you, there can't be one woman that you're not intrested in!" i pouted.

"there is this one girl though... she's really cute, but very clingy. i hate it."

"gosh, what's her name?"

"minatozaki sana."

jihyo's eyes popped out at the statement. "m-minatozaki sana?"

"yea... do you know her or some'?"

"well, uh... kind of?"

"oh..."

"and?" donghyun added.

"and what?"

"what do you think about her?"

"uhh... i'm not trying to control your life but you should not date her." jihyo quickly protested.

donghyun smiled, "that's exactly what i was thinking about."

"great."