~Author's POV~       Monday.  Two days ago, that's the day Dara told Jiyong that she loves him, as he too did the same. Things between them isn't the same as before.        She woke up that day with a smile on her face as she tilted her head to the other side to face her window. The blinds were open...Jiyong is already awake. And she's sure that he's the one who opened the blinds, he went to her room early that morning. She sat up and shook her head.        That's what he did yesterday. But that time, she woke up so early that she caught him and he told her, once she woke up in the morning and that, the blinds of her window were open, that's the indication that he's already awake and that, he had visited her in her room.       Funny that someone like him would say such thing, and would act as sweet as that.        She looked at the clock and it says 6:28 AM. She stood up and went to her closet to get her today's clothes. Once she finally got them, she silently stepped out of her room and she heard the sound of movements coming from the kitchen.       She slowly went there and found Jiyong, wearing a blue apron, his back facing her, as he was busy preparing something. She can't help but to smile at the view in front of her. She leaned at the wall as she just watch his movements. The thought of him, being a great husband suddenly entered her mind, making her shake her head.        She unconciously held her left hand up and stare at the ring placed on her ring finger, her engagement ring. She almost forgot, she's already engaged to this guy.       She still can't believe all of this things that happened to her life when Jiyong appeared, once again. Months ago when he's just a transfer student with his friends, she bumped at him then he became her classmate. She became his personal assistant making for her to be close to him. Then there's Jiyong taking care of her when she was confined at the hospital. Also the time she spent with him at the rooftop of one of the buildings from their school.       Lots of things happened that left a great part in her life.        As she was busy reminiscing all those things, she failed to notice that Jiyong was already done with what he was doing and that, he already noticed her presence. She was playing with the ring on her finger as she stared at it blankly. Jiyong can't help but to smile.       Without removing his apron, he silently approach her and placed both his arms against the wall, trapping her between it and his body. She gasped in surprise as she stare up at him.       "Penny for your thoughts, miss Park..." he said, still with that smile plastered on his face.       She stare at him blankly as she was still holding her left hand and later on, smiled.       "Good morning mister Kwon..." she greeted with a smile and give him a peck on his lips. He was still smiling as she moved back after giving him a kiss.       "What are you thinking?" he asked.       "Me? Thinking? Really?"       "Yes."       She chuckled. "I just remember, I bumped at you back then. It was your first day at the university..."       "You offered to help me by reaching out your hand..."       "But you stood on your feet without even accepting my help..."       "You said sorry and you ran away. Just like that..."       "What's your reaction back then, Jiyong-ah?"       "Quite annoyed. First day of class and that's what I got. And then, you're my seatmate and you gave me this piece of paper with scribbled doodles, a sorry and you called me Mr. Serious..."       "You remember that?"       "You expecting me to forget about it?"       She stare at him and shook her head. "No. Keep that..."       "That's what I did..."       She just smiled. He held her left hand and raise it in between them using his right hand while his left was still against the wall. Just like what she did to the ring, he played with it using his fingers.       "I still can't believe I'm engaged..." she said with a chuckle.       He smiled and raised her finger with the ring near his lips and give it a gentle kiss as he looked at her. She blushed at this making him chuckle.       "You are blushing..." he teased making her pout.       "Stop teasing..."       He chuckled once again and claimed her lips for a kiss, not a peck, but a passionate one, a morning kiss. Both of them were gasping for air as they parted from the kiss.        "Go