Distracted by last nights events, Dong Kyung found focusing on her job difficult. She sat on a stool in the small break room, resting her head on the counter. Images flooded into her mind, closeness of Myeol Mang or Sa Ram as she thinks of him now. Deep longing surfaces, warm lips against her own, how would it feel, she wonders.
Mumbling, "That can be a wish? Even something like that? But, still he wants me to wish for that? What does he seriously see me as?"
Team leader, Cha Joo Ik, at some point came into the room, busily brewing a cup of coffee from the Keurig machine. She glances over at his tall, thin frame.
He comments, "You should talk to yourself when you are alone."
Excitedly turning on the stool, facing his direction, says, "Team leader."
Mumbling, "I shouldn't have even started the conversation. What?"
She asks, "If somebody says they will grant you a wish, what would you wish for?"
Lottery
She sighs, "It must be a wish you always had in mind. You didn't even have one second of hesitation."
In a matter of fact tone, says, "It's a wish anybody has in mind."
Challenging his logic, she asks, "But how about if you can only live for a hundred days. Would your wish still be for the lottery?"
Sipping his coffee, answers, "What are you even debating, of course you should wish to live longer."
Frowning, says, "Anything but that wish."
He inquires, "Is the man who said he'll grant you a wish good looking?"
Dreamily, picturing Sa Ram, says, "Yes, he is pretty….What? How did you know it was a man? No, no, no, no, that he is good looking? No, no, no…"
Holding his coffee cup, contemplating, says, "It's obvious. Out of all the romantic male leads, are there any that are not good looking? Whose new novel is this?"
Quickly she says, "Uhh, it's like a newbie writer. Even if I tell you, you wouldn't know."
He advices, "Then you should say you want to experience deep love with him."
What?
Sipping coffee, responds, "Isn't that how all romance begins?"
Sighing heavily, says, "Sincerely make me love you. Is that the only thing I am supposed to wish for? Seriously."
Glancing down at her, says, "What are you saying? There's the opposite. Instead of me loving you, make you love me. If possible, crazily."