Myeol Mang stood rooted in spot, stunned, stares at the beautiful apparition before his eyes. Strides towards her, boots echo along the quiet hospital corridor, as he closes the gap that separates them. Many emotions burst forth, out of control, thoughts a jumble, he can't interpret any, thinks, I can't hold it in. There's no way I can hold it in. What should I call this feeling that I cannot hold in? I don't know. So I just…only call you.
As he approaches, calls out "Tak Dong Kyung," and wraps her into a tight hug. He rests his cheek along side her hair, holds her safely in his arms where she belongs.