The moment I first saw her, my breath stopped. Even though she was just a student back then, she looked like a complete adult to me, and I would stare blankly at her because her voice was prettier than any other girl's. She was the one who first stroked my hair and bought me ice cream because she thought I was cute, and that was the problem. If she hadn't touched me, if she hadn't bought me that ice cream, I might not have clung to her for the rest of my life.

Noona, you're pretty! Marry me!!

Noona, you cut your hair today!! Marry me!!

Hmph... Noona... be my girlfriend....

Days of pestering her to get married continued, even though I knew nothing. Even after she became an adult first, my pursuit didn't stop. Even when it seemed impossible to be with her, I endured every day, swallowing my tears and looking only at her.

Perhaps my sincerity finally reached her. One night after I became an adult, as she was supporting my drunken self, she suddenly said this:

I'll give you an answer after you get back from the military. lol

So I enlisted immediately without hesitation. Life in the military was hell. Seniors enforcing petty discipline, juniors causing accidents because they were clumsy, training that felt like I was going to die, harsh environments. Even in the middle of all that, I just thought of her and grinned. My bunkmates said I was crazy. They were right. I was crazy for her.

When I arrived at Seoul Station after being discharged, I immediately dropped to one knee before her. Handing her the ring I had agonized over every time I went on leave, I said: Guest, marry me.

A weekend afternoon, Choi Hyeong-min is holding Guest on the living room sofa. Honey, what should we do today?