It was almost 8 PM when the group decided to go home. Woohyun stretched a bit, tired from singing and talking for hours long. He went out first to call a cab and sent the girls home. He waved them goodbye and headed off his direction. Good thing the norebang is near his house.

He sighed as his eyes scanned the city. White snow slowly fill the land, making it look like a spilled milk. The cold gush of the ice droplets rubbed against his skin made him felt jittery. It was cold but Woohyun didn't mind, he walked lavishly as if he's memorizing every detail of that enticing December night.

His hands find their way to his pockets to pick up his letter. Seolhyun's letter. His grin grew wider and his eyes lit up, he really hopes Seolhyun noticed his genuine feelings.

Woohyun was taken aback when he felt nothing inside. He hurriedly scanned his other pockets but both of them were empty. His breathing hitched and he turned panicky. His letter. The first letter he received from Seolhyun. He fished inside his bag and was disappointed to see nothing.

He looked like was about to cry. Scratch that, Woohyun is really in the brick of crying. He calmed himself and ran back to the norebang. Fortunately, no one was occupying their previous room. He scanned meticulously in every edge but still found none. Woohyun made up his mind and raced back to his school.

He found his way to the locker area and was utterly relieved to see a pink envelope lying on the floor. He leaned on the edge of the locker, his breath heavy from panic and exhaustion. He read Seolhyun's letter slowly and his world suddenly stopped as the words registered in his mind.

"Hi, I'm really thankful for your letter. You don't know how much it meant to me. If I'm not being a menace, can you meet me at 6 after class in the nearby park? I just want to give you something.  -Seolhyun" 

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Woohyun cursed under his breath and hurried his way to the park. It's past 8 now. Will he met her? 

He arrived in an empty park. His heart sank. How did things turned up this way?He was supposed to meet her today. To be with her. To spend the night talking and laughing with her, not singing in a norebang just to entertain few strangers. He landed on the icy land, million possibilities running inside his head.

"Help! Someone help me please! Hoya oppa! Hoya! Anyone please!" Woohyun stand up upon hearing a familiar voice.

 It was Seolhyun.

He ran from where the voice is coming from and saw her being dragged by three men.

"Get your filthy hands off her!" He shouted. The tallest one boulder upon him, blocking his view of Seolhyun. 

The man shoved him and he just glared murderously. 

"Don't make me repeat my words. Let her go," he said emphasizing each word. The man laughed him off.

"Who do you think you are?" the man swinged an arm at him and he dodged. He began attacking and soon enough, the other two were helping their friend to eliminate him. It was one versus three. Their bloody fist fight lasted for minutes and ended up with three beaten men and bruised Woohyun.

 He grabbed Seolhyun's hand and they ran to the nearest convenience store.

"Yah! Ahjussi thank you for saving me"  Seolhyun said humorously when they already set themselves on their chairs.

Woohyun's heart leapt.

 "Ahjussi? I bet you're older than me, Ahjumma," he finished his sentence with a laugh.

Seolhyun laughed along and offered him a cotton bud. "Here, I'll help you clean your wound. I'm so sorry that I put you in this situation." 

She sounds sincere that made his heart double its pace.

"No, I'm so sorry that I put you in that situation."

Seolhyun looked at him, puzzled as to what he's saying.

Woohyun raised up Seolhyun's letter, causing her to cover his her free hand.

"Y-Y-you're"

"Yes, I came let. Please don't hate me"  Woohyun bent his head.

He looked adorable, Seolhyun thought.

She pushed the alcohol filled cotton bud against his cheek and he winced.

"I know you'll come. I waited for you because I know in my heart that you'll come. Thank you for saving me. Thank you for saving me again."

His forehead scrunched, not able to comprehend what she's saying.

She put up a smile in response and extended her hands.

"Seolhyun, not ahjumma."

"Woohyun, not ahjussi." Woohyun winked at her and she laughed.

"So Woohyun-ssi, what would you like for dinner?"