She had been dreaming of this. Too often. Too much for her liking. 

But now, this moment doesn't even close to her dreams.

In her dreams, Kikwang always tells her things she wanted to hear, things she wanted him to say.

He always sings for her, holds her hand and looks deeply into her eyes.

He will tell her how much he loves her. He will tell it in details, and everytime he finished his sentences, she found it hard to breathe.

She then will fall for him again. She falls hard and helplessly.

But her dreams is not her reality.

In her reality, Kikwang doesn't sing for her, nor holds her hand, nor looks deeply into her eyes.

He doesn't tell her how much he loves her. 

He just stands there, his hands inside his jeans pocket.

He doesn't tell it in details.

No romantic music playing on the background. No roses or fireworks. No starry sky or beautiful sunset.

And he doesn't get down on his knees!

He just simply says it. His words short and simple. 

"Ya, Jeon Hyosung, care to change your last name with mine?"

Yes, her reality is not her dreams.

It is so much more better.