Dong Kyung stood a few steps ahead of Myeol Mang as they rode an escalator down to the first floor of the shopping mall. She happily shuffled through her receipts, grinning, she commented,
"This is the first time in my life that I've shopped like this without a care. This is why you earn money, huh?"
He asks in a bored tone,
"Who's the next gift for?"
Excitedly, she says,
"Next is myself."
He smiles, a puzzled look in his dark eyes, but follows her off the escalator as she strides away towards another store.
They walk into a photography studio, where she pays to take photos of themselves for 15 minutes. In realty that is probably as long as she can get Myeol Mang to willingly cooperate. They stand in front of a tan curtain as their background.
Imagine peeking into this room, seeing a handsomely dressed man, wearing a black turtle neck under a blue button down shirt, black pants and long forest green colored trench coat. His dark mysterious eyes, thick styled black hair, birthmark and smirk alone with dimples all made one's heart flutter. The petite girl next to him, held his full attention. Her long auburn hair cascaded into waves, large brown eyes, a delighted smile. Dressed in a pale yellow skirt, white sweater, under a black trench coat. They completed one another in their opposites of size and style.