≈ Adore You ≈ 

Mrs. Soyeon once said, "The idea of love, is always on the mind and heart of beholder. Like a man in love with a woman after their eyes locked for the very first time, or even way more foolish than that. Neither King Sejong the Great nor Kwon Ji Young knows how and what love is, because they interpreted expressions, more than the essence of what truly love is. I believe in this phrase, love is love. Can we agree on that kids?" 

and then silence as the answer. 

I am way too young to argue what love is, and same goes to everyone in my class. Of course, what she expects from a seventeen year-old premature adult like us? There are many girlfriends and boyfriends in this school, but nobody can decide either those in relationships are truly in love, or not. 

However, I think I start to understand what Mrs. Soyeon meant about "Love is love," 

I think so, not just very sure yet. 

Love is love to me happens every moment I'm stuck alone in this room and she comes in. 

A tiny and small figure, who always choose to be alone and sit at the corner of our classroom. She says nothing, and with earphones glued at her ears- her only interest might be anything that lingers in her mind at that time. Not the real world. 

I bet, she doesn't even realize or notice me sitting quietly besides the opened window. Or even to ask why I always avoid cafeteria during recess. Or to greet me as president of the class, or just someone who's been watching her from afar since we're in elementary? 

Unbothered queen, that what she's been called by the lunatic girls in my class. 

But to me, she's Winter. 

The one and only Winter in this school. 

I'm wondering, 

If she and I, I mean, we can be that ... "love is love" ?