Leaving Dalgona's home, after a visit between the two women. Dong Kyung walks, heavy steps, shoulders droop, a sadness about her demeanor. Glancing up, sees a tall figure, black hair with faintest silver frosted on top, long burgundy coat, as he turns, a smile lights the corners of his mouth, two distinct dimples showing in each cheek, merriest of dark eyes.
Surprised, Dong Kyung says,
"What is this?"
Grinning, Myeol Mang says,
"What?"
Puzzled, she inquires,
"Why are you here?"
Still grinning, he says,
"I came to pick you up. In case you run away."
Smiling, teases,
"Ha-ha, that's very funny."
Pleased, smiling at her, he says,
"That's good."
Walking over to him, she reaches, grabs his hand, says,
"Don't misunderstand. This is…"
He answers,
"I know. Recharge."
Holding tightly onto his hand, says,
"It's not, I'm just holding, because I want to…"