A/N: No warning but pls notice the use of punctuation marks guys I’m so big brain for making titles verbs that progress into past to present to future tense. But also the semicolon in the prologue means an intentional stop to the past but for the epilogue it is an (em dash) sudden interruption in the future.

“Unnie do you remember… How we got together?” Wheein asks, as she places her hand on Byulyi’s, rings on their fingers clink at their touch.

“Back in highschool? How could I forget!” Byulyi smiles– Wheein immediately felt whole, complete, calm and zen at the sight of it.

“No, silly. I meant the our- second time-” Wheein corrects herself– continues to speak, smile, dimple appearing at her recollection. “And the time after that.”

“Oh… you meant college and- the… yes, of course I do. Why did you ask?” Byulyi shifts a bit, worried as to why it’s brought up again.

She just doesn’t like recalling it too much. It was just so vague– everything that happened in their third time, too hazy. To her, it feels like the in-between of a nightmare and daydream– consciously subconscious, a paradoxical what the . Or– a very painful memory of trying too hard but not hard enough.

“Just reminiscing. It was a hell of a love story. We at it.” Wheein smiles, to her, it may have been the most confusing– terrifyingly uncertain times but also the best reminder. The best reminder that–

“Not until you put a ring on it and you got stuck with me- forever!” Byulyi’s glad, she’s scared– a bit remorseful for how she was before. How she could have been better. How–

“I’m not stuck with you. I can leave whenever I want. I know the law.” Wheein taunts, adding fuel to the flames. Just because she can and she wants to. So sue her.

There was a comfortable pause; they both finally attended to the breakfast before them. There is a reality– the present moment that they tend to forget. Then Byulyi, always utilizing opportunities– because only fools let those pass, right?

“Yeah but love will lead you back to me~ because you’re–”

“Oh my god you never grow out of the greasiness phase, do you?” Wheein eyerolls as she enjoys the bre