May 5th, 1991

"She's cute," Mrs Park looks at her new-born daughter.

"She is cute, honey," Mr Park smiles and takes his baby. "You need to rest."

"I know," Mrs Park has a grateful smile.

"Well, well," Mr Yang, Mr Park's work partner walks in. "Congratulations. I'm so happy for both of you."

"What's her name?" Mrs Yang walks in with their two-years-old son in her arms.

"Kyuri," Mr Park answers with a smile. "Her name is Kyuri, Park Kyuri."

"Do you hear that, Yoseob?" Mrs Yang looks at her son. "That little baby is Kyuri. You will take care of her, right?"

She looks at her son with a smile; Mr Park is really nice to Mr Yang and Mrs Yang hopes their families will get along together.

"I'm very sorry I can't stay with you," Mr Yang lets out a sigh. "We have a trip for three days. I promise I will visit you again next week. Promise me to take a good rest. We need to chase the plane now."

Yang family leave and, around 5 minutes later, other persons enter Mrs Park's room with flower bouquet and fruits basket.

"I'm so happy for you!" Mrs Lee rushes to Mrs Park. "I'm sorry that I'm late. We just got back from US and I came as fast as I could. So this is the beautiful daughter, eh?"

"Her name is Kyuri," Mrs Park mumbles. She is in weak condition but she is really happy that her best friend since kindergarten came all along the way for her. She looks at Mr Lee who is carrying their 2-years-old son, Gikwang.

"Gikwang, here, it's your future wife," Mrs Lee gives her husband a sign to come closer with their son, so Gikwang can take to look at Kyuri.

"They will make a wonderful couple," Mrs Park says. "I can't wait to see her grow up. To see them together."

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Author's Note:

At Korea, when you're born, you're counted as 1 year old already. :)