“ … Say it again, what did you say?”
“Let’s date, let’s go back to the old days.”
" … seokjin kim. "
" huh? "
“If you came back like this and said something like that, did you think I would accept it right away?”
“I had a really hard time while you were away.”
“You left like that… What? You want to meet again?”
“Are you kidding me…?”
“Today is more miserable than the day we broke up.”
“Don’t come back again, I don’t want to see you.”
Gayeon's heart, once burning like the scorching midsummer sun, has now cooled like the frigid winter. Meanwhile, Seokjin's heart is sprouting again like spring, but a sprout cannot blossom on its own. Ultimately, Seokjin never budded, and that's how we ended.
“ …It’s stupid.”
“No, not at all.”
“It must have been hard… for those few years.”
“ … I still had some regrets, but I should have just held on to it.”
“It’s foolish to regret the past.”
“Even if it’s a little difficult… I’ll forget it cleanly.”
“He’s not the only man in Gayeon’s life, is he?”
“Right… “
“I will help you from the side.”
“Really…?”
“Yeah, really.”
“Thank you, Jimin.”
“I can’t stand seeing you having a hard time, Gayeon.”
After that, Seokjin came to Gayeon, but Gayeon rejected him, and after meeting Seokjin, she had a really hard time. Jimin, who harbored feelings for Gayeon, felt the same way whenever he saw her struggling, and he helped her a lot.
And so, gradually, a bud of love for Gayeon grew in Jimin's heart, and the tiny sprout grew to the point where it was on the verge of blooming. Outside, the cold air and white snow had vanished, and cherry blossoms bloomed, accompanied by the fresh scent of spring.
“The cherry blossoms are already in bloom. It was winter when I met Gayeon.”
“That’s right.”
“I knew about it before Gayeon came to Inhwaso.”
“Me?”
" yes. "
“How…?”
“I saw it in London.”
“That day, when white snow was falling heavily and everyone was busy preparing for Christmas, I can’t forget Gayeon from that day.”
“I felt special from the moment I first saw it.”
“That means…”
“Yes, I liked it from then on.”
“If it’s okay with you, Gayeon… Wouldn’t you like to meet up?”
“Okay, Jimin.”
Gayeon smiled brightly at Jimin, and to Jimin, she looked even prettier than cherry blossoms. Jimin's bud eventually blossomed into a beautiful flower, and that flower was truly special.
From the cold winter to the hot, sun-drenched summer, through the chilly and lonely autumn, to the refreshing spring.
Of these four seasons, the one that expresses our temperature is spring. It's a beautiful, fresh, and blooming season, and we're burning hot in the midst of it.
We started from London, weren't we destined?
W. Venus