Kyung Mi

I was staring at the sky

My elbows resting at the balcony

The stars twinkled, the moon bright 

It was absolutely a wonderful view

I closed my eyes, breathed the cool air

This is just perfect

"Hey," someone tapped my shoulder

And it's going to be much more perfect 

My heart started to beat fast, I know that voice

I turned around and saw him staring at me with a smile on his face

He is really my Prince

"Kwangmin..." I wanted to say but no words came

Instead I stood there smiling. I feel like an idiot

I tried talking again but he beat me to it

"Let's go?" he grabbed my hands before I could protest, but the truth is I didn't want to protest.

My hands felt safe in his hands.

After minutes of walking I broke the silence

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see." he didn't look back when he answered me.

I felt disappointed but I remembered my hands were still intertwined with his.

"We're here."

We arrived in garden full of roses, an altar was at the middle and a red carpet separating the thousand chairs and leading to the altar.

I looked around and saw people - lots of people sitting on both sides

"Kwan-" eh? He's gone? Aish, how can he leave me here? I want him to explain everything. 

I sighed and lo