“Oppa, what thing that can make you hate me?” she asked.

            “Hmm…nothing.”

            “Nothing? How come?” she tilted her head.

            “Because I love your sweet smile, your laugh, the way you pout, your expression when I kissed you, your blushing cheeks when you shy, the way you hug me, the way you hold my hand, the way you kiss me, I love when you smacked my head or stepped on my feet whenever you angry. I love when you flicked my forehead whenever I lost when we play rock, paper, and scissor. I love when you yelled at me whenever I teased you. I just love everything inside you.”

She laughed, “Silly. So you love when I yelled at you, huh? Then I will always smack you, step on your feet, and I will yell at you.”

            “Tsk, it’s not like that..”

            “Oppa..”

            “Yes?” I smiled toward her.

            “What will you do if one day I leave you?”

            “Yah… why are you asking me question like this? Are you going to leave me?”

            “No, why would I leave you? I love you to much that I will sacrifice myself for you. I just wanna know…what will you do if I leave you.”

            “I can’t live without you. You’re my oxygen. You’re my soul. You’re the reason why I live. If you leave me it means I lose my oxygen, my soul, and the reason why I live, which means I’m dead. Understand?”

She nodded. “I understand, oppa.”

I smiled again and hugged her from behind, “then don’t ever leave me.”

She chuckled, “tell me the reason why I have to leave you oppa.”

            “Then promise to me that you’ll never leave me,” I said.

She smiled and held my hand, “I promise.”