"It was a cold winter's day when I first saw you. You looked so innocent, so happy. So perfect in the soft glow of the sun. I think, Park Jimin, that's when I fell in love with you. I didn't mean to let you go."
The night sky's reflection was falling on the lake's calm water. The grass and leaves were dancing with the wind's rhythm. The aura was gorgeously dark and peacefully silent. Jimin was more than happy to have made love outdoor with Yoongi. "Yoongi, what do you think we will be doing on this day but 50 years later?"
[A vintage love story]