That day, even the weather was just right for me. While most people prefer the bright spring days, I prefer the cool spring nights. The moon was unusually bright, gently illuminating the vibrant trees along the street, and the spring breeze, tinged with the scent of winter, fluttered the delicate petals.
You always shone in the moonlight. Since you showed up here, my favorite spot, it's become our secret meeting place. Calling it a secret meeting place sounds a bit childish, but what can you do? Even that childish word is a language only we two can understand.
"You came today too. I guess you'll keep coming from now on."
"It's the same for you too."
"You are the first to come to my place, my lord..."
The two men looked at each other at the insincere joke and burst into a faint, snickering laugh. It had been a secret escape from the stuffy tile-roofed house, but now it had become a routine. Only once a week, on the middle of the night. As if by appointment, we met in a place where cherry blossoms were gently fluttering.
In fact, we didn't even really know who each other was. We only knew each other's names, not what we did, how old we were, or where we lived. We didn't share anything. We met once a week, as if by appointment, so we figured there was no need to know each other. And we didn't really want to get into it.
Tomorrow afternoon, or rather, once I leave this space, I don't know who that person is, but he's more than enough to be my walking companion. We whispered in the moonlight, sharing stories, sharing concerns. Just having a quiet conversation in our own space was his joy, and her daily routine.
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"......I, my lady."
"yes?"
"I don't know if I should say this..."
His dark eyes captured the heroine. Her hair was neatly braided, her lips red. She, who had been admiring the cherry blossoms fluttering at Seokjin's call, turned to face him. Seokjin smiled faintly. He repeatedly stroked his full lips, as if trying to say something, and then, with a determined expression, opened his mouth to face her.
"Why are you taking so long to say this?"
"My lady,"
"Yes, my lord."
"Can you come here tomorrow too?"
"You can come, of course."
"Then what about the day after tomorrow?"
"If you come, you can come every day."
"But why all of a sudden..."
"...I was going to see you once a week, but I couldn't stand it anymore."
"If it's okay, how about seeing it during the day? I'd like to see it during the day too."
"......Phew."
The idea of coming every day left her speechless, and when Seokjin asked if she'd rather see him during the day, Yeoju laughed. Seokjin, feeling his true feelings had been revealed, unconsciously blushed at the back of his neck. Of course, Yeoju wouldn't have noticed, obscured by the moon's shadow.
Even as the breeze blew gently, Seokjin's gaze remained fixed on Yeoju. He'd been agonizing over the weeks that asking her to meet every day might burden her. Now that he'd finally let it out, he felt relieved, but at the same time, he worried that his worries might become reality.
"great."
"Really?"
"Yes. See you tomorrow, the day after, and the day after that."
"Let's meet every day, and do everything as you say, Master."
"......good night."
With his single reply, the petals that had been hanging down fluttered down. It seemed this year's spring was about to pass. Unlike Yeoju, who was absorbed in admiring the cherry blossoms, Seokjin's gaze was entirely focused on Yeoju.
On that day when the moon was unusually bright, Yeo-ju couldn't see Seok-jin's expression properly, but from the moment he met her, all his attention was focused on her. Whether the moonlight was bright or not, whether the flower petals were fluttering or not, he just looked at her bright smile as she looked at the flowers.
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Oh my, I really want to write something like this someday, a dreamy, innocent romance... or something like that. Hoot hoot
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