His imaginary proposal should be held here-the DBSK reunion concert.

He would arrange the most perfect and romantic proposal for her.

She would sit in the center, surrounded by their supporters and fans.

He would sing a love song for her, simple but sweet, only for her.

The spotlight would project on her.

He would walk straight to her.

He would kneel down in front of her.

He would ask “Will you marry me?”

She would frantically nod and burst into happy tears, say “OF COURSE YES! I am waiting this day for too long!!!!!”

He would slide the diamond ring in her slim ring finger.

They would hug and kiss.

And their fans would send sincere wishes and congratulation words to the new couple. His hyungs would beam and applause for them.

They would be encircled by sweetness, affection and love.

They would be the real definition of perfection that made in heaven.

“Are you sure that you’re going to marry him?” Soojin asked her younger sister. Concern and doubt were flowing in her beautiful eyes.

“Yes.” A soft smile plastered on the flawless face of the bride-to-be. “He is a good companion and friend. And I believe he will be the best spouse of mine.”

“But…” Soojin sighed. “He…”

“Unnie” Sooyoung interrupted her sister’s further words. “I am an adult now and you should trust my decision.”

“But not for a wrong decision.” Soojin mumbled.          

Choi Sooyoung, do you take Shim Changmin for your lawful wedded husband, to live together after God’s ordinance, in the holy estate of matrimony? Will you love, honor, comfort, and cherish him from this day forward, forsaking all others, keeping only unto him for as long as you both shall live? 

“I DO!” She blurts out. A big grin appears on her lip.

Her wedding dress frill gradually disappeared behind the gate of church.

Slowly, she stopped her onward steps. Her groom gave her a question look. She paid no heed to him, instead, she just gently took down the light blue hyacinth pinned on her hairbun, kissed the fragile petal lovingly and finally placed the delicate flower on the stone path leading to the outer world.

A silent tear traced down her flawless face, dropping on the flower petal. The meaning of hyacinth is: Wish my beloved you happy forever.

“Au revoir. Mon amour.” She mumbled in mind.