Ah…

It’s cold.

Really cold.

And this pain.

It hurts.

My body is still leaking blood.

Wait. Why do I feel pain?

It was never like this before.

Winter was never this freezing.

Wounds were never hurt me this much.

Snowflakes were never this bright.

And beautiful.

Huh?

Where am i?

Why do i—Damn. My back. The wound is still there. Why won’t it heal? It wasn’t like this before. This pain is killing me. Oh great, my neck is stiff too.

“Oh. You’re awake!”

Who? That silver hair. I had seen it before.

“Be careful now. Yup, let me help you with that. Ops, wait, wait, slowly~ Let me get that pillow for your back. Great, you’re sitting perfectly! Does your back still hurt?”

Where did I see that silver hair? And those brown eyes.

“Hey~?  Do you hear me? Do I have something on my face?”

He gave me a weird feeling. It must be my imagination. Ouch, my neck.

“Don’t shake your head like that, you must’ve strained your neck. It’s been 3 days since you sleep on your stomach like that. Without moving too. You scared me a lot, you know? But thank goodness you had finally woke up.”

3 days? I’ve been sleeping for 3 days? That’s… unbelievable. No wonder my body got so stiff .

“Do you want to eat something? I could make something simple for you.”

His smile. It’s so familiar. What’s with him?

“Hello? Hhh… please talk to me.. Something, anything.”

“Anything..”

“Huh?”

“I eat anything.”

What’s with his expression? He looked like he saw a ghost or something. Ah… That smile again. Why is it so attractive?

“Fine! I’ll cook fried rice. You don’t mind, do you?”

This guy… I already said I eat anything. Why won’t he understand..

“Ohhh~ You are nodding, I guess that’s a yes. Ok, just wait here! I’ll be right back. Take your time~”

Take my time for what? What a weird guy. Why is he so happy about my answers? It’s just a nod and some words, nothing to be bragged about. Still, who is he? Why am I here? Where is this? Is he the one who treated my wounds? Why bother doing that for a stranger? I think I should find out the answers for those questions by myself.

“Whoa, Taekwoon?! You can walk?”

… Well, yes? Wait.

“Taekwoon..?”

“Ah, since I don’t know what to call you, I decided a name, do you like it?”

…… Why is he..? Just… Whatever… Taekwoon doesn’t seem to be a bad name. Taekwoon. I kind of like it rolling in my tongue.

“Woohoo, you nodded your head again~ It’s a nice name you  know. Oh, wait! My fried rice!”

He seems to be a complicated fellow. Well, at least this place is warm and comfortable enough for winter. Does he live here by himself? It must be lonely to live in this house. It could contain at least 6 people.

“Phew, thank goodness it’s not burnt.”

 Hm, it smells pretty good. So, is he a good cook? By the way, what is his name?

“Whoa, Taekwoon! You scared me! Don’t suddenly stand so close behind me! Oh, God, I almost died!”

Hey.. I was just… smelling your cooking. You just startled on your own.

“Please don’t do that again, Taekwoon-ah, I’m easily scared so, don’t do that again, okay? Hhh.. God,you really shocked me earlier. Now, now, where’s the soy sauce?”

“Name.”

“Hm?”

“What’s your name..”

“Ah.. My name? I’m  Cha Hakyeon, you can call me Hakyeon. Ooh~ this should be delicious enough~”