Kim Yoon Hee sat at the edge of the creek with her feet dangling into the water. It was hot afternoon and Yoon Hee thought that a visit to the creek would help to clear her mind, and cool her down. Besides, she didn’t want to go home and deal with other messy problems in her life.

Yoon Hee comes from a poor family. Her father’s always on the run from loan sharks, and her mother, her mother left when she was four.

As she sat, she held a flower in one hand, and plucked its petals with the other.

“He loves me,” she asked herself “he loves me not.”

“He loves me,” she plucked another petal “he loves me not.”

“He loves me, she asked again, “he loves me--”

She was down to her last petal. She sighed and threw the petal-less flower into the running water.

“--not.”

Yoon Hee sighed once more and decided to go home. “Of course he wouldn’t love me,” she told herself “he already has someone that he loves.” With a sad face and a broken heart, she left the creek and headed home.

Meanwhile, somewhere further down the creek Lee Jin Ki stood near the flowing stream with a flower of his own. He plucked the flower’s petals, one by one.

“She loves me,” he asked himself “she loves me not.”

“She loves me,” he plucked another petal “she loves me not.”

“She loves--” he plucked off the last petal, and was struck with sudden amazement.

“She loves me?” He asked himself, staring at the petal-less flower that he held in his hand.

He pondered at the possibility that she might love him. He threw the flower into the creek and let out a sarcastic laugh.

“Of course she doesn’t love me, she only thinks of me as a brother.”

Jin Ki, disappointed that the love of his life could never love him back, he left the creek.

In the water, two petal-less flowers intertwined together and floated down the soundless creek.