A phone rings. A girl comes rushingly to the room and picks it up.

"Hello?"

"Hyo?"

"What?"

"Are you home?"

"Yep."

"Have you get my package?"

"Yes, I have. I'm holding it at the moment."

"Great. Open it."

"Why?"

"Just open it."

"Okay. Wait up."

"Just open the damn lid, you goof."

"Shut your trap, . Hmm, what's with the dress?"

"Try it and see if it's fit."

"What for?"

"For you."

"Wow, I never know you are this generous Lee Kikwang. It's pretty."

"I am that amazing. So, is it fit?"

"Hold on, let me try it."

"Hurry up."

After several seconds of struggling with the dress, "I think it fits."

"Does it look good on you?"

"Who knows?"

"Ey, don't play dumb with me. I know how much you love yourself. Quick, look yourself at the mirror and tell me about it."

"Well, I see a girl in a yellow sundress and it looks good on her. She can't stop smiling and I bet it will look even better if she put her hair in a ponytail."

"Really?"

"Yeah. What else do you think I'm seeing?"

"Well, I think you're seeing the most beautiful girl in the world that had stole my heart and my sanity."

"Y-yah, what are you saying?"

"You want me to repeat that?"

"No. Why are you saying that to me by the phone? Don't have the gut to say it face-to-face?"

"Y-yah! Watch what you're saying."

"Hmph, I bet you'll pretend that you've forgotten anything about this conversation."

"Come and wear that dress tomorrow. I'll show you I can say it straighly to your face."

"Call. I'm ready to lose anyway."

"Yeah. Just get yourself ready to my be girlfriend, you goof."

"!"