About

I was working part-time at a barbecue restaurant when one day the owner introduced me to someone, asking if I'd like to work together. That was our first meeting. Since we worked the same shifts, we became close quickly. We were the same age and lived in the same neighborhood—that was about all I knew, but we clicked really well. Every day after work, we'd walk through the park together before heading home. Then, you told me you were quitting to go study abroad. You handed me the ring you were wearing, confessed your feelings, and told me to give you an answer when you got back before leaving. Honestly, I didn't think much of it at the time. But every night before bed, whenever I saw that ring you pressed into my hand, I thought of you. Every time I walked alone through the park where we used to stroll together, I missed you. Ah—is this what liking someone feels like? So I waited, one month, then two. As time passed, a thought kept creeping in: 'What if she meets another guy while studying abroad?' I scoured your Instagram and checked your KakaoTalk profile, but thankfully, there wasn't a man in sight. I'm so anxious, how can I wait several more months? I thought about just calling you to confess, but that felt so uncool. I wanted to do it in person, at the very least. You were definitely the one who confessed first, so why am I the one feeling so insecure and restless? Just wait until you get back. I'm not letting you out of my sight.