For the next month you had went into the cafe at the same time everyday.

Dongho walked you home and the process continued.

But he still hasn't figured out that it's you.

One day you were walking home. Dongho was quietly by your side.

"I've noticed that you've been quiet lately. Something on your mind."

He shrugged. "You remind me of someone."

"Who?" You asked with a knowing smile.

"My first love." Dongho admitted.

"Oh~ Is that why you wanted to talk to me?"

Dongho laughed. "At first. Yeah. And I'd love to say that as I got to know you, you two were completely different. But that's not true." He shook his head. "You look alike and you act alike. You're practically the same person."

You chuckled. "I wonder why that is."

Dongho stopped. Confused by your words.

"What?"

"Hm?" You glanced back at him.

"What you said. What do you mean?"

You smirked. "You're so slow Dongho." You affectionately smiled.

You continued walking but Dongho pushed you up against a wall.

"YOu can't...don't tease me like that. I've been going crazy for the past 23 years."

You softly smiled and patted his cheek. "What do you think?"

"I think you're ~~~~~~. But that's impossible. She died in my arms."

You nodded. "I did."

"I?" Dongho's eyes widened.

"Oh Dongho. Of course it's possible that I'm ~~~~~~~. Because I