Girl named YoonA was as if nothing would ever get bored doing the same thing at the edge of the beautiful Han River, every afternoon. It's been 3 years since the day of her graduation from high school, but she still is the same old YoonA, a stupid girl who dreams of beautiful release, just for a promise that is not necessarily still remembered by the person who making the promise.

How stupid she was, 2 hours have passed from the time she normally would back home. However, her-beautiful eyes that just stare straight Han River which also never changed.

Today, she was wearing a knee- length dress with a pink umbrella that she leaned on the left side of the couch behind her. Quite a while ago she stood by that position. She was tired. And very tired, until she thought she wanted to end her life.

Close her-eyes, she forced energetically only the happy memories that blossomed in her mind.

A flash memory before 3 years elapse mean to her, she also found a piece-by-piece of her-days with a young man named Lee Gikwang in her mind. It making her forcing herself to smile.

It was the old story is back.

Gikwang, he loved made her laugh out loud at that time. At the moment all the discredit her because she accidentally mistakes.

"Kwangie ah, you're so funny ... how did you know, that I really liked the color pink, EOH? What perhaps you're a mind... reader?"

"Hahaha... you mean like a fortune teller? Why are you so cute. It is all because you are a woman. Can you imagine? If a girl like you who never wore mourning clothes, suddenly wore black clothes to school? Hahaha, I guess, that's funny!"

They were laughing with the release, oblivious to the problems that weigh on they-life, and only amusement, humor and ignorance that they found and they did.

"You're right. Ok, I'll try. Try imagine how pretty I am when I'm wearing mourning clothes. Perhaps, wearing a black dress when they started calling me again will be, " said YoonA while closing her-eyes, trying to imagine him wearing what Gikwang said. Without realizing it makes Gikwang smiled, "It was not funny," she added.

"True, it is not funny. Because, you are a beautiful girl, YoonA." Gikwang said instantly make YoonA spontaneously opened her eyes, looked at Gikwang with astonishment and full of question marks.

"You are a girl. You're not a troublemaker or problem as they say. So, do not listen to anything they would say, let's just say they are just a broken record that must be destroyed as trash in general." Said Gikwang ventured closer towards YoonA the sculpting on the banks of the Han River.

"Because you are a girl who is innocent, and because you are a girl who managed to ... make me feel love, YoonA ya." Said Gikwang, then hugged tightly YoonA body.

YoonA is in the position it was just silent sculpting, with the chest thumping uncontrollably. She felt warm and comfortable in that position. She felt like a dream, but she knew could feel the touch of the body in fact admired youth in its class.

"I love you. Will you be my girlfriend? Will you be mine which I'll keep, YoonA ya?" He asked YoonA whispered in her-left ear. Instantaneous flow YoonA bloodstream quickly and was hot. That's what makes her rounded cheeks flushed even shocked statement spoken by young people who inhabited the heart since childhood.

Up to the moment she felt that her heart had stopped beating. But the unconscious conscious, YoonA's head nodded as her face began to set on the chest of Gikwang. She didn't forget the feeling hugged Gikwang abysmally.

It was just a piece of the story that is turned back in her mind. How impossible, if she refuses Gikwang at that time. She was too prudish for that. Her-dream was to become a singer since the abolition of high school graduation, since Gikwang said that if he didn't like the girl singer by profession (is implied in every sentence recorded by the hearing). Since then all started to change for her.