A faint whistle could be heard in the distance.

Yoon Mi followed the sound to her window.

She gazed at the vast green field just outside her window. A particular boy caught her eye.

Whoa. The way that boy kicked that soccer ball around the field, he must be a professional!

“Let’s go there.” She tapped on her window.

“The field? Alright.” Dongwoo gestured towards the door. “Ladies first,” he smiled.