She sat on the right swing with the shade coming from a tree. As she was observing people on the park, she saw a kid who looks exactly like her when she was five or six. Like what are the odds? She tried to check other things in the park but she can’t seem to get off the feeling that somebody, a kid, would look like her. She asks herself if she’s dreaming or something. And to answer her question, she went to the kid who was quietly standing by the seesaw.

“Hey, kiddo!” Seulgi crouched to level herself with the kid.

The kid didn’t budge one bit.

“Hey?” She called out again.

The kid just looked at her with an irritated look.

“Are you a ghost or something?” Seulgi tries again as she bites the last of her cone.

“I’m not allowed to talk to strangers.” The little kid finally answered.

“What are you doing here alone?” Seulgi pried.

The kid shrugged.

“I’m Seulgi. If you tell me your name and you shake your hand with mine, we’ll not be strangers anymore.” She readied her hand for it.

“Seolhyun.” The kid had taken Seulgi’s hand and shook it.