You seemed to be surprised, but then you smiled. And nodded. 

That late October, we spent the day together by strolling around our neighborhood. 

Together.

I like the word together.

I like the thought of us being together, though.

Beforehand, we dropped Monggu to my home. 

And you met my mom. 

Now I know why did I like you since the first glance. Because you resembled my mom.

And then I found out, that it's more than just the resemblance of you both. It's the little something noteworthy about yourself that I always adore. 

Before the sun set, we stopped by at your favorite coffeeshop, that happened to be my favorite too. 

I guess we were lucky because we sat at the best spot, right next to the window. 

"I didn't know that you're a regular customer, here." You said.

Again, the luck was on my side too, as we were seated opposite to each other, which allowed me to see a better view of you. 

I just smiled. 

And you started to sip your hot chocolate. 

"Tell me something about yourself, Soojung."

You loosened yourself from the seat. 

"Mmm.. I hate cucumbers, and I'm in a love hate relationship with apples. Oh, and I love art. I love artsy things. Everything artsy."

You, yourself is an art, Jung. 

"I'm all about hopeless romantic at heart but I hate all things corny. I love long road trips with the ones I love. I really love taking photographs, and I'm pretty dork as I love boring old songs, and I read books most of the time. I love laying in the grass and stargazing. I sm kind of enjoying rain, pretty