It was a bright Saturday. You woke up late and started to fix brunch for yourself.

Suddenly, your doorbell rang.

*Who can it be?* You walked to the door and opened it. Your eyes fluttered in surprise. “Minwoo-ah.”

“SURPRISE!” Smiling, he held out a cup of chai tea latte, “Morning coffee at your service!”

“Thank you, but I didn’t order it.” You warily glanced at him.

“My treat.” Minwoo chuckled. “I actually wanted to know how you were doing. Are you still sick?”

You shook your head, “I’m fine now.”

“Let me check. Dr. Minwoo will know for sure if you’re all well or not.” He placed his hand on your forehead.

Your heart did that flip-floppy thing again. You swallowed hard. *Why am I reacting this way every time he touches me.* You gazed at Minwoo. He studied your forehead as he measured your temperature. Minwoo smiled and put his hand down. “You’re all better.”

You cleared your throat and stepped back. “Yes, so um, you can go.”

You were about to shut the door but Minwoo held his hand out. You curiously looked at him. “Are you working today?” He asked. You shook your head, “My vacation ends on Monday.”

“Perfect! Can you go somewhere with me?” Minwoo asked.

“Where?” You asked.

“I’ll tell you the directions.” He spun you around and pushed you towards the bedroom. “Get ready and come out! I’ll be by your car!” Minwoo smiled, waved, and disappeared.