Myeol Mang comfortably sat by the enclosed circular window, gazing out at the dark night sky, contemplating his dream luncheon with Dong Kyung. In realty, he desired nothing more than to enjoy a real meal with her alone at a fancy restaurant prepared by a top chef.
Lying to her seemed easy at one point, but the deeper his feeling plummeted the more truth came surfacing upward. At one point, he desired to live as these humans, eat, drink, sleep, feel love, to live amongst them and be one of them.
But, they were always leaving, places to go, he had nowhere to go and no end to this life he led…his only purpose was to observe humans life from beginning to the end.
He felt saddened, cheated out of all that joyfulness experienced in their daily lives.