At seven years old, Sana knew what love was. It was running through the strawberry patches with Chaeyoung by her side. It was eating the ripe red fruits straight off the bush with crimson juices running down her chin. It was feeding Chaeyoung strawberry after strawberry as Chaeyoung fed her in return. It was the sound of Chaeyoung's excited laughter in her ears and the taste of sweetness on Sana's ruby stained lips.

"OK, you're the strawberry princess!" Sana conceded to a delighted Chaeyoung who had finished eating five strawberries faster than her. Sana's eyes crinkled with affection as the younger girl stood up with a triumphant cheer despite a mouthful of uneaten berry between her cheeks.

"Don't choke!" Sana cautioned when Chaeyoung tried to speak with still full.

The strawberry princess nodded and chewed vigorously before attempting to speak again. "Did you let me win, Sana-unnie?"

"Did I let you win?" Sana asked with exaggerated indignation, wiping away a stray trail of strawberry juice that was running down Chaeyoung's chin. It was a pointless action when Chaeyoung's skin was already stained a dark shade of red. "Now why would I do something like that?"

"Because you love me," a five year old Chaeyoung replied simply, as though this was a fact as well known as the sun being hot or the moon being cold.

Sana let out a laugh at Chaeyoung's sound logic. "That's very true, I do love you. But I didn't let you win, si