Jiyong came to the conclusion that this feeling was different. Something he hasn’t experienced in…years. A new feeling but a welcomed one. He was feeling funny, as if nothing mattered aside him and the person before him at the very moment. And maybe that’s how it was supposed to be in the first place, either way.

“That you do,” He grumbled quickly, but instead ended up by pressing his head against the couch, looking at the floor with idle eyes. He got himself involved into this after all,  huh…. Jiyong hoped it wouldn’t end up as a disappointment, as he had a rather good feeling about it.