Love Under Cover

Her Return

First snow.

Isn't this fitting? I came back just as the season changed.

I watch as a speck of snow lands on my palm.

I remember now why this is my favorite season.

Winter. It never fails to make me feel calm,to appease my heart and assure my soul.

It also brings a memory, one I've kept hidden in my box...

"Waiting for someone?"

I wasn't. I just wanted to enjoy a hot cup of coffee and admire the first snow falling outside.

But with him standing in front of me, I wondered if I had been.

"Jong Suk-sshi."

"Hyo Joo-sshi."

"Noona. You always forget." I smiled as I took a sip from my cup.

"Aniyo."

He smiled at me, a smile I know too well.

I brushed it off. That's just how he has always been. "What brings you here?"

He sat on the empty seat beside me. "I'd like to ask the same question."

Guess he hadn't changed one bit.

"You always throw the question back to me."

"I'm just surprised. I didn't expect to see you here."

"Why? Can't an ahjumma enjoy a cup of coffee?"

He laughed, showing off his boyish charms.

"I wouldn't call you an ahjumma."

"Oh, really? Then what?"

His eyes lingered on mine. For a moment, I forgot where I was or why I was there in the first place.

"Hyo Joo-yah..."

I smiled even as I felt a pang in my heart.

"I didn't know we were still close." I put my mug down and stare outside.

"Hyo Joo-yah -"

"Jong Suk-sshi."

I met his gaze.

"Our drama has ended."

I gathered my things and stood up.

"We don't have to act anymore."

Jong Suk-ah.

I watch as the snow dances on my palm - graceful, serene.

I wonder how you're doing now.

Walking past the quiet street, I adjust my mask. A year ago, only a few of us wore this cover. We needed it in case our presence might cause chaos.

With just a few months after a national crisis was eradicated, only a few people flock the street, all wearing the same cover.

Somehow, it gives me comfort, knowing that after all these years, I've finally become like a normal person.

Yet the sense of normality can't give me what my heart so desires.

Warmth.

I wrap my arms around myself, hoping some self love will do.

This is fine. This is alright. I smile, feeling a little warmth coming my way.