I always see her every morning, with her golden retriever, taking a morning walk around the neighbourhood; an earphone plugged in her ears, wearing her different colors of tracksuit, hair tied into a messy bun and smiling so bright than the sun.

When our eyes met, it seems that she's only staring and not looking. Until Mrs. Park, my middle aged neighbor across the street that always bring a jar of freshly baked cookies every 16 o'clock in the afternoon, told me that my beautiful neighbor is.. blind.

"She's been living along for three years now." Mrs. Park placed the jar of her freshly baked chocolate chip cookies when I lead to her to the dining room. "After both her parents died because of an accident."

She smiled when I offered her a warm green tea as I take the chair across her. Mrs. Park had become my mother since last week that I have decided to packed out of my parents' house, so sometimes when we are both not busy, we'll have some little talks. "Is she a student or working?"

"Working." She pointed her index finger after sipping a good amount of her drink.

"As what?"

"As a Finacial Analyst, but she never goes out her house escept for her morning walks or if she needs to refill her empty refrigerator."

I nodded as I grab a cookie and bit it, my neighbor mimicked me. Mrs. Park always informs me about our other neighbours every time we have little talks like this, it's not that I'm gossiping, I just want to know something about them so if we bump into each other I can atleast start a conversation. Because you must atleast knnow something about the person you're going to talk with.

"But you know, I really salute her."

"Why, though?"

"Because, Bae Suzy is blind."