Dong Kyung shuffles around her apartment, tiding up the mess left behind from her days in the hospital and brief visit to heaven. Myeol Mang watches her from the cozy pink couch, hands neatly folded across his knees, oberves every movement, fearful of taking his eyes away even for briefest of a second.
She complains,
"Ah, this is crazy. I still have to do housework. That is so not right."
He teases," So, why are you making a bigger mess?"
Slapping her hands, glances over at him, annoyed, says,
"You're saying it's all because of me. It's all because you disappeared!"
He quietly says,
"I didn't think you would be acting so tough like that."
She threatens,
"You should watch out. If you don't listen…"
Grinning at her, says,
"I never thought you'd use yourself as a hostage. I didn't think it would work for me."
She responds, "Why is there so much you don't know?"
Gazing up into her eyes, says,
"I know."
She says, "There's so much to teach."
Merely smiling at her, holds out his hand, palm up, an eyebrow raised in an invitation.