The two teenagers ran in the lavender field.

“Faster, or we’re gonna miss it!”

“It’s not the first time we’re gonna see it.” Yongsun stopped, panting and watching Moonbyul. She looked like a child.

“But it can be the last. Who knows?” Moonbyul yelled. She was almost reaching the peak of the hill.

“I know, idiot!”

“Then we climbed the tree and watched the sunset. It was our third date. Do you remember? I hope you do, because it was also the day of our first kiss.”

Moonbyul took a deep breath, adjusted her position on the chair and covered her arms with the blanket.

“I… loved you. Since we met at school, since the first time I saw you, since the first time I heard your voice and saw your bright smile. Everything about you caught my attention and in the next moment you had me in the palm of your hand.”

She smiled. The full moon was shining bright, but not as bright as the smile of her lover.

“This land, this tree, the barn where we used to meet, the horses we used to ri