Yoon Doojoon's POV

I would like to just look at you, just spend time with you
Even if it doesn’t give us anything

There was a young lady named Oh Yoojin.
Just like one and the other day, she asked me to standby on skype.
Just like one and the other day, we would have a 3-hours long (or even more) videocall at late of night.
Just like one and the other day, she told me how her college life was going, how she spent her day alone at home when her parents were working, even how that jerk hurt her by dating another girl.

There was a young lady named Oh Yoojin.
Just like one and the other day, I reminded her to eat well and sleep well, every morning and every night.
Just like one and the other day, I would beg my mom to pass by in front of the house, sending some specific foods to increase her low blood-preasure.
Just like one and the other day, I called her to only convince her, that we would meet up soon once my holiday came.

There was a young lady named Oh Yoojin. Whom I gave a white rose on her sweet 17th birthday. Whom I accompanied to watch some random music concerts. Whom I wanted to spend my whole free times with, no matter what we were doing.