What is love?

That has always been a question that haunted Choongjae.

It couldn’t be as simple as thinking about them when they’re not there, or wanting to do everything for them, or showering them with gifts. Somehow, to him, that kind of definition of love is too shallow. Too… detached.

It was an ironic word to use, since when one is in love they are usually very attached to the other… but is that really all love is? Attachment?

“Jinnie-ya!”

But the moment Choongjae looked up at Sunho’s smiling face, he knew exactly what love is.