Ding..Dong...Ding...Dong...

                      Youngmi was combing her wet hair the next morning when the house bell rang. She put the comb on the dresser as she stood and headed for the door. She hummed as she walked slowly, careful not to knocked her foot again.

                      Ding...Dong...Ding...Dong..

                      "Coming!" She yelled as she increased her pace. She opened the gate and was stunned to see Myung Soo smiling right before her.

                      "Hi." He greeted.

                        "M...Myung Soo-yah, h..hi" She stuttered. Heck! She can't still afford to face him after her stupidity yesterday. "Er, wh..what made you come here?" She asked.

                          "I just wanted to check if you're okay. How's your wound?"

                          "Um, I'm fine. Th..Thanks by the way."

                          "Does it still hurt?" His voice glittered with concern.

                          "Um, a little bit but not like yesterday." She said. She saw him grinned. YESTERDAY..

                          *Right, he remembered.* She thought as she blushed thoroughly.

                           "Youngmi, yoohoo!" Somebody called. Her eyes went wide. *! Omma and Appa are here already!*

                       TOO late to sh