The smell of the bookstore isn't very different as usual. It is relaxing just like what Sunggyu has always been loved.

He sips up his coffee while flipping through the fiction book with his left hand.

The sunrays has made its way to the bookstore through the big windows beside him.

Suddenly, Sunggyu feels the morning breeze chilled his bones, his eyes caught a pair of couple holding hands and giggling.

There's 'pang' inside his chest and yet, he smiles.

He knows them well, a little too well, it triggers old memories of them that Sunggyu has ever had.