It's late evening in the capital of Southkorea. You and your friend that you're sharing the officetel with is sitting on her bed, gazing out the window as you silently eat your ramyeon. You're wearing your warm and snuggly sweaters and you watch the snow falling from the dark sky towards the busy street. On the windowsill you've placed some candles that are now burning down slowly, releasing a somehow warm and fuzzy feeling about the officetel. 

You hear the first bom and then you see the night sky light up before your eyes.

"Happy new years Minlin" you whisper as you continue to watch the fireworks.