When was it when they first met? They got together not long after meeting each other. There was a spark. Not just any sparks but fireworks. Fireworks erupting at the pit of his stomach every time he was together with her. It was more than the butterflies that he got when he first spoke to his first love, more intense and feverish thus he chose to label it as fireworks rather than butterflies nor sparks. She was different, she was Im Yoona.

Not like any other women, it was not just lust. Sure, the uncomfortable tent does come up but it wasn’t just that alone like his past encounterment. He never used to believe in love at first sight until the day he first laid eyes on her. The irony right?

He clearly remembers what she looked like when they first met; what she was wearing, how she smelt, and the hardened and empty doe eyes that stared at him during their first encounter. It was at that moment when he knew that he just had to pursue her. It wasn’t the bulging tent that came out of the nowhere, but how she made him feel from just those few seconds that their eyes locked.

She was working in a small convenience store then. Dark chestnut brown hair let loose curtaining pass her shoulders to frame her perfectly proportioned oval face. Pale milky complexion with a very slender body from what he can see. Of course, his view was quite obscured by the counter that was between them but she was well proportioned for her figure from what he can tell then. She wa