It’s December. It’s snowing, the sky is bright and pale, the pavement is covered and icy. The café is warm and packed inside, however, Yongsun’s wearing a thick winter coat and a grey scarf that Moonbyul bought for her as a present last year, so she decides to sit outside. She orders a warm cup of coffee and waits.

She watches as snowflakes fall to the ground, piling on top of each other. She has heard people say all snowflakes are different, and it makes her think for a while. She leans her head back and a snowflakes falls on her lips, an icy kiss.

When she looks ahead, she spots Moonbyul hastily making her way towards her. Her cheeks are red and her hands are pale from the cold. Yongsun gets up and meets Moonbyul half way, a wide smile playing on her lips. They collide, Moonbyul wraps Yongsun in a warm embrace.

«I hope I haven’t kept you waiting.» Moonbyul chuckles and places a kiss on Yongsun’s forehead.