YoonA freezes on her seat, not only because the shock of sudden stop. The man crossing the street reminds her of someone. The silver gray hair, the smile, the height, the clothes, all bring back old memory. She haven't met him for more than seven years, yet every detail of him resurface in her mind like they have just met a second ago.

“Yes?” She looks back. Their eyes meet and she immediately looks away. There's a glimpse of hope in those eyes and she knows she will be the one who tear it apart.

Disclaimer :

1. I'm not really good at writing in English. My apology for any grammar disaster ahead.

2. Update will be scarce. Again, my apology if chapters don't come as soon as expected.

Enjoy ^_^