Kichul had become a constant factor in Ha Ni's life since she was accepted into the intership. Everyday, the 'pillow talk' - Seung Jo was really starting to get annoyed with Umma's jargon - was filled in some way or not with Kichul.
Seung Jo found that with every day, he had a tightness in his chest. It felt like someone was stretching his skin taut against his ribs. And it happened at night. The thought never really mattered to him. It was winter and it was a normal thing for him to feel tight. Or maybe there was a bug going around that he was on the verge of getting. He left it at that and didn't think anymore.
When Ha Ni fainted, a light bulb went off in his head. This tightness - it wasn't in his chest, it was in his heart. And it was the same feeling when Bong Joon Gu was going to propose.
He didn't talk to Ha Ni as they came home, his cold shoulder freezing over. Kichul's words tumbled over in his head. At least I care for Oh Ha Ni. You're so busy being so stupid perfect, you don't have any time to love your own wife. I bet I'd love Ha Ni more than you ever could.
The morning after, he wasn't in any mood to deal with Umma or Ha Ni. He left early and caught up on the rest of his sleep - or at least, tried to; Kichul's words still played over in his head - in his office.
In his rounds, somehow he was lead to the intern wing. And he was glad, so he could hear Kichul's statement.
"Ha Ni, I like you." His blood ran cold.
"Kichul-shi..."
"It's Seung Jo-nim, isn't it?" Kichul snapped, "Ha Ni, why do you like him? Don't you see how he treats you? Why can't you - that's it!" He heard a russle and a thud against the wall. "Oh Ha Ni, marry me. Leave Seung Jo and marry me!"
"Kichul-shi..."
"I know - it's overwhelming. Give me your answer after work." Kichul gave a laugh and Seung Jo pressed against the wall so he could not be seen.
Lunch rolled around and just as predictable, Seung Jo found his wife outside against the railing. He joined her in the quiet wy he did. "So?"
She jumped, flushed, and looked away - just like she always did. "So?"
"What answer are you going to give Kichul-shi?"
Ha Ni blushed harder and bit her lip. "You heard us?"
Seung Jo gave no response to her question, but stretched his back. "Aah! Before I met you, I never eavesdropped." He looked at the grounds with a smile. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be standing here, trying to figure out these complicated emotions." He looked at her. "What have you done to me, Oh Ha Ni? Why do I feel that if I don't have you, I'll go crazy?"
Ha Ni's blush crept all over he body. She felt bubbly, tingly, and happiness made her not feel her body at all. She giggled, latching her arm around his. Seung Jo didn't stop smiling either, laying his cheek against her head.
Walking to the car afterwards, Ha Ni was stopped by Kichul, who seemed too jumpy to be normal. Seung Jo used all his to not let the little green spark inside ignite at the boy's sight.
Ha Ni smiled as bright as she could. "I'm sorry, Kichul-si." The fellow intern bowed his head. "But don't worry - somebody will come along." She skipped away and Seung Ji let her intertwine their fingers together.