A/N: Hello :) I'm happy to finally be posting this chapter! September was a long month. My husband and I bought our first house (expected); my grandmother passed away (expected but not expected, if you know what I mean). So...funeral, moving, also a planned vacation mixed in there...long two months really. Lots of mixed emotions. I think I've cried more tears of joy and sorrow in the past month than in I-don't-know-when. But here we are!
I split a chapter again, so this one is basically nothing but fluff. More dates to come (and other developments)! :)
'I wish my life was full of firsts and lasts. The first date. The first picnic. The first love.'
Yeon had said something like that to Rang once when he'd talked about wanting to be human. Rang had called it pathetic then. It was still pathetic now. Who would want a life so short it could be clearly marked by such things? What was the appeal?
Then again, maybe in a life that short, everything had to mean something. Rang had very few moments in his life that meant anything, and they were far between. Just some memories of Yeon and his puppy when they'd lived in the forest. A few more recent ones spent with Yu Ri and Soo-oh and—by default—Shin-joo. And then last night, which he had spent in the café with Ga Eul. That had been a first, he supposed. A beginning. What it meant...he wasn't sure. But he had a date with her tonight, and he looked forward to it with more excitement than he could recall looking forward to anything.
Having lived several hundred years already, there were plenty of gaps in Rang's memory—years of isolation blurred together after a while—but he was going to make it a point to remember every detail of their first date. And the date after that and the date after that until there were no more days left with Ga Eul, whenever that time came. For all he knew, she'd get sick of him after a week. Or he'd get sick of her.
No, that didn't sound right. This was truly an insane thought, but he didn't think he would ever be sick of her.
Not that she needed to know that.
Not yet.
If anything, she'd get sick of him. He'd probably do something to piss her off. He was good at pissing humans off. Besides, humans broke up with each other all the time and disappeared without a trace. What was it they called it? Ghosting?
Rang turned off his car. He'd been idling in front of Ga Eul's apartment complex for a few minutes, trying to calm an uncharacteristic bout of nerves before he went up and knocked on her apartment door. He'd called Ga Eul earlier and suggested they go to dinner, unless she had something else in mind considering she was the 'expert on dates,' to which she had responded that she 'had some ideas.' He was certain, somewhat sadly, that she'd meant that phrase in the most innocent way possible.
Rang sauntered up to her apartment, then made a few last minute adjustments to his coat and his shirt collar and his hair. Did he put on the right socks?
Rang lifted his pant legs up to check the color. Both socks were black, same as his pants. He was wearing all black today. He'd had his suit cleaned and pressed. His hair was styled. Rang dug into his pants' pocket. His phone was there, along with his wallet and car keys.
Why did he feel like he was forgetting something? Why did he feel so antsy, like if he stopped fidgeting he'd internally combust?
Pulling himself together, he cleared his throat and knocked on Ga Eul's door. There was no answer for a few moments, but he could hear a scuffle inside. When Ga Eul finally emerged, her face was flushed.
"Hi." She smiled apologetically. "Sorry. I just finished getting dressed. Were you waiting too long? It's pretty cold." Her breath staggered out in puffs. Swinging her purse over her shoulder, Ga Eul closed the door behind her. She was wearing her purple coat again with black heels and black leggings, and her coat was so long that he could only assume she wore a skirt underneath. Her hair hung loosely around her shoulders, lightly curled again, and when she brushed her hair behind her ear, he saw butterfly earrings inlaid with tiny purple gemstones peeking up at him. She looked prettier than she had the previous evening, and she smelled like flowers after a spring rain.
He didn't comment on any of this. Instead, he memorized every detail of it like he'd have to draw it from memory one day.
"Foxes like the cold," he answered, referring to her question.
"Oh, that's good," Ga Eul replied cheerfully. "Then you'll like where we're going."
Rang did like where they had gone—the Seoul Sky Observatory—but he preferred coming to the observatory during the day because he could more easily see the mountains. Ga Eul, however, had insisted on coming at night so they could walk around below and look at the Christmas decorations surrounding Lotte World Tower. All those blinding golden trees. Oh, and she wanted to take pictures. Because the twenty or so she'd already taken inside the observatory weren't enough. He would have been annoyed, but her poses were too adorable, and her enthusiasm was infectious.
"If you jumped off the top of this building, would you land on your feet?" Ga Eul asked as they surveyed the view. She'd been trying to guess Rang's powers all evening.
"Are you planning on pushing me through the glass?" he answered.
"Of course not. I was just curious. You told me you would show me your powers later."
"Then I'll show you later. And one power at a time," he evaded. However, he couldn't help but add, "But of course I would land on my feet. I always land on my feet."
"Seriously? From way up here?" Ga Eul leaned over like that might help her see further down to the ground. All one hundred and twenty-three stories down. Rang was glad they were enclosed in glass. He could only imagine her doing that on top of a building in the open air, with only a railing to catch her if she leaned over too far.
Well, and him. He would catch her, of course.
"Why should I tell you about my special powers? You haven't told me any of your special powers," Rang teased. They had come down from the observatory and were now walking around the luminous displays nestled between several glass skyscrapers. There were gleaming replicas of the sun, moon, and stars. There were icicle-like glass poles shooting up from the ground, encircled with glowing yellow orbs. Several Christmas trees stood in front of triangular pyramid-shaped stores, the windows of which were lit with vibrant white lights. Even the shrubbery softly glowed with hundreds of lights, reminding him of the fireflies in the mountains.
"I already said I don't have special powers," Ga Eul answered, keeping an unhurried pace with him as they wove through the displays.
"But you must be able to do something." Rang stepped in front of her, raising his eyebrows, and Ga Eul paused in her stride. She looked curiously up at him.
"What does that—"
"All humans can do something," Rang insisted. "I imagine that's why you've all so stubbornly survived. So what can Miss Ga Eul do? What's your skill?" He cocked his head, hoping she might tell him something of herself that not just anyone would know. Or perhaps something that would help him pick out a Christmas gift for her. He'd realized as soon as he'd gotten home the previous evening that she'd probably expect him to participate in that little human ritual. Not that he had a problem showering her with gifts, but he'd never done so for anyone before and so was at a loss as to what to buy. The gift couldn't be something just any woman would like; it had to be specifically to Ga Eul's taste. It had to impress her.
"Oh." Ga Eul lowered her gaze to his coat lapels, frowning in thought at his question. "Well...I'm a teacher, so...I'm good with kids, I guess."
"I already know that. What else?" Rang asked.
"Um, I can cook a few things fairly well. Kimchi, naengmyeon—"
"You can make naengmyeon?" Rang burst out, a bit too excitedly. Reigning his emotions in, Rang continued evenly, "That's my favorite dish. You should make it for me."
"Oh, um, okay. I can do that."
"What else? What else?" he pressed, and Ga Eul smiled. He felt like she might be laughing at him, but he didn't care.
"People say I'm pretty good at taking photos. I can make pottery but mainly easy stuff." She counted on her fingers. "I'm organized. I'm a good listener, but I can be pretty opinionated when I want to be." Ga Eul bit her lip and frowned. "And…"
"And?" Rang prompted.
"I can roll my tongue," Ga Eul stated. She then demonstrated this fact in the most serious manner possible; it took everything in Rang not to laugh. He tried not to think about other things she could be doing with her tongue.
Fortunately, there was an enormous tree ahead of them, draped with many strings of golden lights and stars that dangled from circular hoops in a multitiered fashion—the design looked like a giant wedding cake. This display was set into a solid foundation, painted gold, with the words 'Lotte World Tower' engraved in English across the front.
"Why don't you take a picture with that one?" Rang pointed, grateful for the distraction. "Then you can remember where we were when you showed me you could roll your tongue."
"Are you making fun of me? Let's see you roll your tongue. Go ahead."
"Why would I do something that silly?" Rang, in fact, could not roll his tongue.
"You are making fun of me." Ga Eul pursed her lips. "But I bet it's because you can't do it." She leaned in and stated proudly, "Which means I can do something not even a nine-tailed fox can do."
"Just take the picture. I'll take it with my phone. My camera's better," Rang answered and stalked off in the direction of the tree. This was a lie. His camera was probably the same quality as hers, considering they had the same phone, but he wanted a picture of her on his phone, just in case. All the pictures from earlier in the evening were on her phone.
"Wait!" Ga Eul called after him. "Let's take one together."
"Another one?" He'd really wanted a picture of her by herself to, um, look at.
"That way, you can remember where we were when you found out how superior I am," she noted happily, then hailed down a passing group of school-age girls.
Superior? Her?
He watched as she successfully wrangled one of the girls into taking their picture; she marched back to him and positioned him where she wanted him, next to the word 'Lotte,' and took her place on his left side, so that she stood between the tree and him. Rang automatically put his arm around her and smiled for the photo. Not until the girl was handing Ga Eul back her phone did Rang realize he'd let her order him about without comment. He used to deride the poor spineless bastards who allowed themselves to be treated that way by their significant others, but he found he quite liked having Ga Eul fuss over him. He especially liked it when she put her arm around him.
Maybe she was superior, in her own special way.
They wandered through the displays a while longer, though they soon began retracing their steps, having run out of new paths to travel. Rang didn't mind. He could feel the night closing in on them—a clear, beautiful night without clouds or snow or even too strong of a wind—and he didn't want it to end. Getting to talk and laugh with Ga Eul as himself was a beautiful dream he didn't want to wake up from, but everything beautiful in his life had never lasted for long, so he felt a surge of panic when Ga Eul paused and checked the time on her phone. A few shop employees made their way out of the double doors in front of them. Around them, everything had closed or was closing, and the crowd of people walking alongside them had thinned considerably.
"I guess maybe we should go," Ga Eul said.
"Okay. What now?" Rang asked. He didn't want to take Ga Eul back to her apartment yet. He didn't look forward to being alone the rest of the night, and he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep. He could hardly stand still as it was. No, he was wide awake, pulsing with adrenaline from the cold air and Ga Eul's presence. He'd been looking forward to this all day, and now he felt like he was on a caffeine and a sugar high all at once. He didn't look forward to the crash afterwards.
"Uh, well, it's almost midnight—"
"I know! Let's go to a night market!" Rang suggested triumphantly.
Ga Eul peered up at him through half-lidded eyes and swayed on her feet.
"You know, you're going to see me tomorrow," she said through a yawn. "Mm, excuse me."
"How would I know that? You think I can see the future?"
"Can't you? I read somewhere that foxes can."
"I told you, one power at a time. You're not allowed to guess any more today," Rang scolded.
Ga Eul rubbed her eyes the way Soo-oh did when Rang let him stay up too late playing video games. Her movements had slowed, and she was taking longer to answer his questions. She did look tired.
"Fine," he conceded. "I'll let you sleep. I know your internal clock is all messed up because of what you do. Let's go." He held out his gloved hand. They'd been walking with their hands stuck in their coat pockets all evening, and he'd wanted to hold her hand since the start of their date, but he wasn't sure how to bring the subject up since she didn't. She stared at his outstretched hand a beat too long, and he almost gestured to something in the distance to save himself from embarrassment, but then she slid her own gloved palm into his and smiled up at him.
"Let's go," she echoed.
The following day, they met for lunch, and the day after that, they went to the night market Rang had suggested on their first date. This time, Ga Eul drank several cups of coffee to stay awake, and by the time they arrived at her apartment, she was still bursting with energy, so they went for a walk in the snow, hand in hand. The coffee had perked Ga Eul up to hilarious effect, making her even more persistent in getting Rang to tell her about himself. It was a subject Rang was none too fond of, but Ga Eul's jumpiness amused him, so he let it slide. He also liked listening to the sound of her voice, so he didn't mind if she was chatty.
"Can you turn other people into nine-tailed foxes? Like, biting them or something?" she asked as they turned the corner into a sleepy residential area. It was nearing three in the morning and deathly silent, save for the crunching of their shoes in the snow and Ga Eul's constant conversation.
"I'm a fox, not a vampire." Rang arched an eyebrow at her.
"You could have fooled me. You like the dark. You like human blood. You're immortal."
"I don't drink human blood, okay? It just happens to get all over my food."
"You mean raw hearts and livers?"
"Correct. Now you're catching on." Rang gave her a wide smile.
"And you claim you're not something that 'goes bump in the night,'" she mumbled.
"If that's so, then why are you out here alone with me in the middle of the night?"
He stopped, but Ga Eul let go of his hand and continued walking.
"You won't do anything to me," she called back to him, stuffing her hands in her pockets.
"Are you sure about that?" Rang bent down and scooped up a bit of snow in his gloved hands. He packed the cold white powder together, forming a tight ball.
"Well, we've established you're not a vam—Eek!" Ga Eul shrieked as the snowball hit her square on the back. She swung around, but Rang already had another snowball formed. The second one hit the chest of her coat. She threw up her arms to fend off the assault, then ducked when Rang threw another one. Not fast enough though. It hit her on the shoulder. Diving for the snow on the ground, she formed a ball of her own and flung it. It fell apart in the air and landed uselessly to Rang's side.
"Ah, come on. Soo-oh can make better snowballs than that," he teased.
"I'll show you a better snowball," Ga Eul grumbled, gathering up as much snow as she could fit in her hands. It looked like she was trying to hit him with the head of a small snowman.
Rang waited, grinning and passing his own snowballs from hand to hand. When she finally flung it, Ga Eul's new snowball stayed intact, but it, too, was easily sidestepped, and poor Ga Eul found herself struck on the shoulders twice. One after the other. She glared at him and crouched down to gather more snow, and he followed suit.
They passed a few minutes that way, scrambling in the snow like children. Rang let Ga Eul get a few hits, but she was no match for Rang's perfectly aimed throws. Still, it was amusing to watch her try, and Rang was having so much fun he didn't pause to think about what he did next.
Ga Eul launched a snowball at him from a good distance away, and instead of dodging at the normal, though still quick, speed he had been using, he launched into his heightened fox speed and, within the blink of an eye, had snuck up behind her and pulled her to the ground so that she landed on top of him.
Ga Eul shrieked as she rolled over, still breathing hard from the exertion of running around.
"How did...what did...what was…what was that?! How did you get all the way over here?!" she exclaimed, her face as close as it had been when he'd kissed her. Before he could answer—or possibly kiss her again—she removed herself from him and sat up on the surrounding snow, staring at him with a shocked expression. So she really didn't remember that he could do that? It seemed that she remembered very little about the night he'd saved her from an assault. Oh well, it was probably best that way.
Rang laughed. Come to think of it, he hoped he hadn't scared her too much just then.
"You wanted to know my powers. I was showing you."
"By scaring me to death?!" Ga Eul asked, but her posture relaxed all the same. Her breathing slowed. She didn't seem too bothered by his childish prank.
"Don't be dramatic. If I wanted to kill you, there are easier ways than scaring you." He smiled, and Ga Eul lifted her eyebrows, then dropped her gaze back to the snow on the ground. She fingered the snow for a minute, drawing indiscriminate markings in it.
"Can you...show me again?" she asked, glancing up at him. "Since I kind of missed it? I mean, I didn't expect it, so—"
"Hold this." Rang held out a coin he'd produced from his pocket. Ga Eul took it, looking at him questioningly. He stood, brushing snow off of his black jeans and his puffy black coat, and backed up until he was a generous distance from Ga Eul, who had stood up as well.
"Flip the coin," he instructed. "I'll catch it before it hits the ground."
Ga Eul hesitated, inspecting the coin for a moment, but she did as he said. By the time the coin had started its descent, Rang had already caught it and was standing right in front of Ga Eul. She stepped back at his sudden appearance, her mouth hanging open.
"H-how do you do that?" she asked.
Rang shrugged.
"I don't know. I've always been able to." He tucked the coin back in his coat pocket. "That's like me asking you how you can roll your tongue."
Ga Eul smiled at the reference to their first date.
"So what else can you do?" she asked.
Rang shook his head.
"Nope. One power at a time." He held up a finger. Honestly, he hadn't meant to show her anything at all, but he guessed that particular power wasn't so bad, and maybe if he gave her something, she'd be less pushy about the other ones.
"Oh, okay...I guess that's fair." Ga Eul nodded. She cocked her head then and frowned, creasing her forehead.
"What is it?"
"Nothing, it's just"—she broke into a smile—"you are a vampire!"
What? That was what she had inferred from what had just happened?
"What?"
"Don't you know? Vampires have super-human speed too," she explained in a know-it-all tone he could only assume she used with her students.
Rang arched his eyebrows and studied her doubtfully.
"You're just repeating what you saw in Twilight."
"You watched Twilight?"
"No!" He gave her a look of disdain.
Ga Eul burst out laughing.
"You watched it. You did!"
Rang scowled, but Ga Eul only giggled more.
"You watched it. I can see it on your face."
Rang rolled his eyes.
"I was bored, and it happened to be on TV," he answered. "I think I slept through the second half."
"So...were you Team Jacob or Team Edward?" Ga Eul padded up to him, eyes twinkling, her boots crunching through the snow. The tips of their shoes touched.
"Which team were you on, Miss 'I Like Bad Boys?'" Rang scoffed.
"Neither."
"Really? Why?"
"The whole thing was too sparkly for me." Ga Eul leaned in closer to him. "I like true darkness," she whispered, and something fluttered in the pit of his stomach. He felt like he might fall into her, and he took a step back.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, he said, "Miss 'I Like True Darkness.'"
"Yes?" Ga Eul asked, her coppery hair shining in the glow of the street light above their heads. Like an angel in the presence of a devil. His gaze flitted around her person, searching for another distraction; he found one dangling carelessly from the crook of her arm. Snatching her black satchel up, he fled to the other side of the road.
"You should be more careful with your possessions," he called out, holding her purse aloft.
"Hey, what did you do that for?" Ga Eul answered, patting herself down as if that might help her purse reappear.
"I haven't been doing any dark things today. I'm missing my daily quota. Do you mind if I steal this? To make things fair, I'll let you try to steal it back."
"How is that fair? There's no way I can keep up with you."
"How is it not fair? You had it in on your arm to begin with. But if you couldn't keep it safe there, there's no way you can get it back now."
"But...you…"
"There is one way you can get it back," Rang offered. He walked back over to her, close enough that she could have snatched the purse if she'd wanted to. He wouldn't have stopped her. To his amusement, she didn't even try.
"Let me guess. I do you a favor?"
"Hmmm...A favor would be nice," Rang mused. He glanced around like he was considering it. "But wrong answer. Try again."
"You can give me super powers?"
"That would be amusing, but sadly, no."
"I can sell you my soul?" Ga Eul deadpanned.
Rang laughed.
"I'm not the devil. I have his phone number, though. Honestly, I can't believe you haven't guessed it. You mean you haven't taught your students this?"
"I haven't taught my students how to take things from a nine-tailed fox?"
Ga Eul gave him a dubious look, and Rang offered her the answer, "You can ask me politely."
Ga Eul's mouth formed an 'O.'
"Oh…Oh, well...how would...why would I have guessed that?" she stammered.
"Because besides being purely evil, I'm your boyfriend...So...what do you say?"
Ga Eul let out an incredulous laugh. He couldn't tell if she was annoyed or amused or some combination of both, but eventually she sighed and replied, "May I please have back my purse that you stole from me?"
"So snappy," he commented, handing her the lost item.
"Thank you," Ga Eul muttered, tucking her purse under arm.
"You're welcome," he said, offering her his arm. "Shall we walk back to your apartment now? I'd like to get home before the sun comes up. Otherwise my skin will burn and peel off, and I don't think you'll find me handsome anymore."
Ga Eul laughed again, a true laugh this time.
"Well, I guess I don't want that since I have so many dates left with you," she replied.
After Rang dropped Ga Eul off at her apartment, he went home and slept until noon. Then he called Ga Eul, and they decided not to meet that day since technically they had already been on a date that morning—early that morning—and they would be spending Christmas together anyway. Once he'd gotten some coffee in his system, Rang spent the rest of Christmas Eve planning where he would take Ga Eul and purchasing her gift. He had a feeling Ga Eul would not be amused if he booked them a hotel room—not that there would be many rooms still available—considering she hadn't let him inside her apartment yet, so he settled for dinner at a fashionable restaurant where the owner owed him a favor. Knocking a few humans off his reservations list was a cheap price, in Rang's opinion, for Rang's assistance in getting rid of the restaurant's co-owner a few years prior. Of course, that course of action had served Rang's own plans at the time, but the restaurant owner didn't need to know that.
"Did you like your food?" Rang asked the next evening as he sat across from Ga Eul. She looked particularly beautiful that evening; though she wasn't wearing anything as sexy as the black dress he'd seen her in that one time, her simple, off-the-shoulder red dress with a flared skirt had its own charm. It had a sweetheart neckline—not a deep one, just enough to tease. Rang also wore red—his red suit with a black shirt.
Ga Eul nodded enthusiastically in answer to his question. She'd polished off her lobster and, impressively, still had room for her cheesecake dessert. The complimentary bottle of wine sitting between them had remained mostly untouched by Ga Eul, save for a few sips here and there. Rang, on the other hand, was on his second glass. He still needed to give Ga Eul her Christmas gift, and dinner was drawing to a close.
"The food is very good," Ga Eul said when she'd swallowed her bite of cheesecake. "How did you get a reservation at this place? I would have expected it to be fully booked months ago."
"Oh, the owner is...a friend."
"Oh, I see. So will I be meeting them?"
"I don't think so. It's so busy tonight." Rang gestured to the other tables; every one of them was full.
"Right, of course." Ga Eul took another bite of cheesecake. "So the owner is a fox too?"
"What?" How did she come to that conclusion?
"Well, you don't like humans much, so I assume if the owner's your friend, he or she must be a fox."
"Well, it's not like a friend. It's more like a...business acquaintance."
"Ah."
"I have something for you." Rang pulled a blue velvet necklace box out of his coat pocket and set it on the table in front of her. "For Christmas."
"Oh." Ga Eul set her fork down on her plate. "Thank you." Tentatively, she reached for the box and opened it. "Oh!" she gasped. "Is this to go with my earrings?" Smiling, she held up the butterfly pendant necklace he'd bought for her. White gold inlaid with purple sapphires.
Rang nodded. That had been the idea. He hoped she liked it.
"I love it," she exclaimed, taking the necklace out of the box and twirling it around on her fingers. "I'm going to wear it," she continued, unclasping the dainty gold heart necklace sitting on her collarbone. She set her old necklace inside the gift box and hooked Rang's necklace around her neck, even though it didn't match with her dress. "It's so pretty," she murmured, staring down at where the pendant sparkled above her dress's neckline. She looked back up at Rang. "You didn't have to get me something so expensive, though. I would have been fine with chocolates or something."
"You should never be fine with chocolates or something." Rang wrinkled his nose, and Ga Eul glanced down bashfully.
"Well, thank you. Thank you so much," Ga Eul replied. "I have a gift for you too, but I'll give it to you when we get back to my apartment. It's not something I could bring to the restaurant."
A gift? At her apartment? What couldn't she bring to the restaurant? Or do at the restaurant? A shiver crept up Rang's spine. His leg twitched. The wait to get back to her apartment would be torturous.
"Would you like to come in for a second?" Ga Eul asked when they finally, finally arrived back at her place.
"Of course." Rang smiled. So he was coming in this time. This was an improvement. Maybe he'd made more progress than he'd thought with the necklace.
Ga Eul flicked on the lights in her apartment; the inside looked about the same as it had the last time he'd been there, save for a bit tidier. He guessed she'd been planning for him to come in all along. Rang was just about to take off his coat and make himself comfortable when Ga Eul opened her refrigerator and pulled out a large red gift bag.
"This is for you," she announced, holding the bag out to him. A large red bow glittered on the front. Rang stared at it, confused.
"Sorry I couldn't bring it to the restaurant. I didn't want it to go bad," Ga Eul explained. She looked at him expectantly, and after a moment, Rang took the bag and peered inside. He took out the clear plastic containers nestled therein one by one, setting them on the counter so he could see their contents. There was a small collection of side dishes and a larger container filled with—
"Naengmyeon?" he wondered aloud.
"You said it's your favorite." Ga Eul nodded. "Sorry it's small," she continued uncomfortably. "I wasn't sure what we were doing about gifts since, you know, we just started—"
"I like it."
"Really?"
Well, it wasn't quite what he'd been expecting—or hoping for. But he did like it. It was simple but thoughtful, and it was his favorite dish, and she had cooked it.
"Now I don't have to cook lunch tomorrow," Rang added, though he never cooked. He either ordered food or had someone prepare it for him. Before Yu Ri, he'd had a personal chef.
"I'm glad you like it. Well, I mean, I hope you like it when you actually taste it." Ga Eul laughed. "But it's my mother's recipe, so it should be good."
Ah. Her mother again. Rang wasn't sure what to say to that, so he smiled politely.
"So I'll see you tomorrow?" she asked, and his smile grew.
"Yeah. Tomorrow."
A/N: If you haven't heard, Tale of the Nine-Tailed is 'in talks' for a Season 2 and 3. My thoughts on this:
Putting aside my fangirling over Lee Rang and Kim Bum ('cause let's face it, I could watch Rang make faces at ice cream for an hour and be like 'THIS IS THE BEST DRAMA EVER'), I honestly thought them doing a second (and third!) season was a bit random. I've watched plenty of dramas that I felt had more loose ends or rushed endings that would have benefitted from a second season more than TOTNT; sure, there were some characters' back stories that I would have liked to see more of, but the general story arc of the drama seemed complete to me when it finished airing, so I am very curious as to what led to the decision to expand this particular show. K-Dramas are usually one-season-and-done. I'm pleasantly surprised but also confused LOL
I know that Jo Bo Ah won't be returning. I didn't have a problem with her character in the original drama, but I can't say that I was heavily invested in her character either, so I'm fine with her not being in the continuation.
I hope we will see Shin-joo again. I'm sad that Yu Ri and and Soo-oh probably won't be there since they were both rescued by Rang much later.
I enjoyed Lee Yeon's relationship with Lee Rang far more than his relationship with Ji Ah, so I hope to see more of their brotherly love/hate relationship since they should both return. I would also be excited to learn more of Rang's backstory, but I am really curious as to what type of story they will tell this time around. Some more mythology on foxes would be cool.
I wonder if it will be weird watching Rang on screen and remembering that he's going to die in the future (I felt like that when I watched Black Widow earlier this year)...Yeah, it's probably gonna be a bit weird, isn't it? I'm just going to pretend he didn't die. Just...ignore the last half of episode sixteen in the original season (waves it away). I mean, that's...basically what I'm doing in this story anyway.
What do you think of this development? Any guesses as to what will happen in Season Two? Please let me know in the comments. I am curious to know your thoughts.
