After our hearty dinner, Yonghwa dragged me into his room because he wants to talk to me again. I keep giggling to him because all our dinner time, my attention was diverted to Rhea Mae, who he called Lil Ter. The little girl, who Norie keep watching ever since she's a baby is really talkative and all she mumble was about her crush, Peter June. Yonghwa keep on pouting and that is one thing I want to retain on our past - his being jealous and controlling greedy man. I find it cute and attractive as I keep my pace on Norie and Rhea Mae. Norie's house is composed of only two rooms, she and Rhea sleep together and the one is for her son. Their house looks so happy but one is missing, maybe Jung Shinhwa. Snow's room looked so simple, and I just realize that this is the first time I've been to his room. I keep smiling as I point to the doodles posted on his wall that was made by his Lil Ter. 

"Lil Ter.." I uttered and smiled at him. He is still on a bad mood, while he is sitting on his couch. 

"All of say is bout Rhea Mae."

"Are you jealous?" I teased.

He didn't respond.

"I think I'm the one who needs to be jealous, because you replaced me." I again. "You have your own Ter while I'm gone." 

His forehead uncurl and bit his lip, he looked bitten. "You know no one will replace you.." He stood up and face me. 

I pouted back at him, "Well, as you say."

"Are you jealous, Ter?" He asked back.

"Why would I?"

"Because of that lil ter thingy."

"I'm not." I sighed.

Then he curled up a boyish grin. "I love when we're fighting like this." He said.

Yes, I love when we argue like this. We became the normal woman and man for each other. I love it that we are starting our present on this kind of argues. "It is an honor, Jung Yonghwa. I am just a fan of yours but you tour me to your room." I grinned, playing the role of a fan fall in love with a star. 

"Well," He pulled me. "I only tour fans when they are as beautiful as you." Then he kissed me on my lips. "And I kiss them too, if they are as beautiful as you." He smiled. 

If they are as beautiful as you, I remembered that, that was the moment when I waited him at the abandoned court after cleaning it all. "Such a player," I pouted. 

"I'm not done yet." He grinned. "If they are as beautiful as you, but on the second thought no one is as beautiful as you." He kissed my cheek. "Understand? My jealous and controlling Ter.." Then he gave me a piece of paper, it looked rugged and it has some spots of red stains. I don't what it is and why is he giving this to me. 

Greedy man, 

Stop smiling like a fool because everyone will think of you as a weirdo.
Being greedy doesn't mean that bad, just know when you'll stop.

And please stop messing with one's hair.

From:

Same as you, a greedy woman. 

That's the thing written on it, and it is my penmanship. All I remember was Woobin, turned out my goofy brother bothered me to write this before the nightmare. This is way before everything. My brother said I should address this to a greedy man, which I wrote came from greedy woman - that is me back then. My eyes are asking Yonghwa now, but he is responding with a beautiful smile. That beautiful smile, that made me think more. 

He held my left hand, "See?" He said.

"See what?" I asked. 

"See, we are supposed to be with each other before all the nightmares.." He smiled. "Did you know, after Woobin gave to me that piece of paper I wanted to find who wrote that? Because I think I can be myself if I'm with that person. Because that person admit that she is a greedy woman." 

"Before nightmares began.." I nearly sobbed. Before the nightmares, we are already destined with each other. 
Before the nightmares, we are supposed to be with each other. 
I'm controlling my feelings because I keep myself in thinking how everything falls into places. 
Before the nightmares, everything is perfect. 

"And I realized that the nightmares wasn't intended for us. I realized we are just the instruments for our parents to be reconciled." He comforts me through caressing my hair. "All things happened for the nightmares of our parents will turned into their own waking up." I see his eyes, they are shining because of tears but I knew we are both happy at this moment. 

"As your Dad said, we are all in the same page." I whispered. 

"Yes, and we can't turn into the other pages when we haven't read all of it." 

I hugged him, I want to feel each other's warmth. I came to think of it, if the nightmare didn't happened to us but we pushed being together maybe we'll still end up not being with each other. We are going to hurt each other still, and our parents' past will never resolve. Everything will be like a page torn in pieces. 

"Thank you Ter, for making me the person that deserve you." He hummed. "And I will keep thanking God for making the person that will make you happy til eternity." 

"Me too, greedy man." I smiled. "Maybe we can start what we are supposed to be. You found the person behind that note, that was me Snow." 

"Yes, I found you. And I will never let you go. Even you want to." 

"Maybe I'll thank Woobinnie too." I chuckled. "Am I allowed to say Woobinne now? My jealous, controlling greedy man?" I pouted. 

"I just met him couple of days ago." He grinned.

I smirked at Yonghwa, "What??!" I nearly yelled. "Woobin what?"

"Went here, I said." He grinned again, I know he's playing with me. 

"But he's in Japan!" 

"He sneaked to see Euna." He honestly said. "Wait, Euna didn't told you?" He pouted. "Your brother and future sister in law are playing on my Ter.." 

I bit my lip. "That Kim Woobin is dead." Then I heard him giggle. "Why are you so happy? He should've told me that you are here all along."

"I told him not to say." He said. "Stop being mad, you are getting attractive." He said then placed a new comforter on his bed. "Sleep here tonight, you are tired Ter.." 

"What about you?"

"Even I want to sleep with you tonight, my Mom would freak out terribly." He goofily said. "I'll see you this morning, Ter." He pulled me with his last embrace for tonight and let me lay on his bed. "Good night, my star." 

It felt perfect.