OS : Lovely Dimple 

“If a dimple appears on a person's cheek, that person will be bright and cute.

And if that cuteness appears on my friend's cheek...

And if I want to keep the cuteness on that person's cheek

What should I do? Can someone please tell me....”

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OS: Lovely Dimple

“Sunwoo”

“Yes, mother.”

A young boy with clear round glasses and a bright yellow striped oversized t-shirt called Sunwoo placed his pen on the desk and moved his glasses up slightly. The small bright blue lamp still glowed brightly. It showed a narrow space on the table that was covered with notebook paper. Textbooks and highlighters in various colors were placed in a mess, as if the owner of the desk was so busy studying that his head was dizzy, but he still managed to hear his mother's voice calling softly from the front of the room.

“Oh, that pile of homework on the table is school break homework?” The mother didn't show much signs of being surprised because her son's study diligently burying himself in piles of books seemed like a familiar sight. If only asking to start a conversation.

"It's almost finished. Mom, take the rest of the semester off so you can rest for a long time."

“It's only been two days since the school break, what are you doing in such a hurry to clear up time to go play with Sandeul?” The middle-aged woman smiled as she stared at her son, who was resting his back on a hard chair. With a knowing look in his eyes, Sunwoo let out a long sigh and shifted his gaze to the dozens of beautiful postcards that were mixed with post-its on the wall of the room where the book table was. Those postcards looked and looked. Almost every large sheet was probably handwritten by the same writer who had been sent from the capital. Perhaps it was a picture of a person with a full face and round cheeks doing various school activities.

Have fun hanging out with friends or traveling to various places and telling short stories and sending them for them to see.

However, Sunwoo couldn't deny that no matter how messy or scratchy the handwriting was, he still liked to read them over and over as if he had never read them before. When school starts and we have to leave...

It was probably because Lee Sandeul was the only close friend from his childhood that he was willing to open up to and talk to, a friend who was born in the same year. The houses are next to each other. Their relatives are close even though Lee Sandeul was born almost six months before him…but the two of them continued to study in the same class at the same school since elementary school before Sandeul went to study at school in Seoul. But even so, this friend of his still diligently wrote postcards telling him a lot about life there. Every year Sandeul would come back to his grandfather's old house here only during the summer holidays. only to come and play with him. Even though the two of them have now passed their childhood of having fun together for many years, it has become a habit for Sandeul to come back to him, his only friend, every year.

And that's one reason why Cha Sun Woo especially likes the summer break...

“I still don't know whether I'll go back this year or not. Mom didn't say anything in the postcard. I've been there for so long, maybe I don't want to come back and suffer here again.” Sunwoo put his feet down on the meditation chair to stretch and relax himself from the stress. His mother rolled her eyes before speaking softly.

"Why don't you try going to see Pu Ee's farm first?"

"Just now, I felt like I heard someone's yelp, I don't know. Maybe Mom heard it herself."

“I'll be right back, Mom.” Without needing to explain much, the good son hurriedly ran out of the house as quickly as the wind blew. The housekeeper shook her head fondly at her own child's immaturity before withdrawing to do more. Continue your own housework.

His mouth complained that he was annoyed by the other party, who liked to take advantage of him from a young age until he grew up like this. But when he saw that every summer break, Sandeul didn't come back. His expression was like a dog. Almost every year, on a good day, he blurted out that if he finished his grades, 12Here, I want to go to university in Seoul to study. It's not that Mrs. Cha doesn't know that the main reason isn't just because universities in rural areas like this aren't as good as those in the capital, but the main reason is probably because Sunwoo has been a difficult person to make friends since time immemorial. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made friends. I'd be willing to invest money to study and read like this in order to get into a famous university in order to be with close friends like this.

Along the rough dirt road, dust and red sand floated up with every step you took. But that didn't slow down Sunwoo's steps in the slightest. The tall figure was half walking, half running, with a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth with a feeling of uncontrollable joy. His hand pushed the wooden fence door into Grandfather E's house next door without any nonsense, making a song asking for permission from the owner of the house to waste time because they knew each other very well. An elderly man who was contemplating a beautiful bouquet of grapes in the farm had to open his mouth to say hello when he saw a familiar figure walk in, his expression especially brighter than every day.

“Oh Baro, come to see…”

“Is Sandeul back, Grandpa?” That's why people who knew him well often called him by that name that others called 'Baro'.

“Ugh…” The old man rolled his eyes upwards as if he had just thought of something. He took off the hat he used to protect himself from the sun when cutting grape vines in the field with a suspicious expression. “Still…still in Seoul. Didn't Sandeul write to us in the postcard that he wasn't coming back this year?”

“Oh…nah..so? Then my mother must have misunderstood.” The young man's face looked rather dull, but he remained calm, trying not to show any more emotion. The old man's face, looking behind him, secretly smiled before the sound. Loud cries will be heard and will destroy the peace within the farm.

“Ha!! That bastard!! ^[]^” The person who silently sneaked up behind him slammed the shoulder of the person standing so hard that the other person jumped in shock, but when he turned around he saw a familiar bright smile and a high-pitched voice. He used to make a fuss and tease him regularly, causing the person being teased to suddenly change his mind and become in a better mood. The round-cheeked person looked like he was laughing with a cheerful sound, satisfied that the plan he had Grandfather cooperate with would be more successful than expected.

“What are you playing at, duck?”

“Look at your face, it's as pale as a boiled squirrel. Haha, are you shocked that Grandpa said I'm not coming home?" Sandeul pointed his finger at Baro's face. Baro laughed and laughed. Baro scratched the back of his neck with an embarrassed expression and he couldn't tell if he was relieved at what he saw. A friend was actually standing in front of me. It wasn't a prank, like Grandpa Yi had tricked him just now.

“I'm glad that if you're not home, my mother will be able to make orange tarts for me to eat alone. I don't have to share them with the fat ducks around here. The oranges at my farm this year have even produced a lot of fruit. I don't really want to share them with anyone. Eat a lot, come and take it.”

“Whoa, look at what he's talking about, Grandpa. Is it appropriate that Sandeul told Grandpa to join in teasing him? It's not as innocent as everyone says -^-" The couple's conversation

“At least Baroman is a better student, more diligent and studious than us. Going to study in Seoul, I don't see any improvement in academic results.” Grandfather said that he was serious. Baro laughed.

"Don't tell me that this year I'm not grade three anymore, duck^^"

“So what? It hasn't even been three and it's gotten heavy on the orange trees in your farm! -*-”

“No…just asking. I saw you say in a postcard that this year you did a lot of activities and your grades dropped. It doesn't seem strange at all.” When talking with a trusted friend, Cha Sun Woo seems to change his personality into a different person when he talks. Talking or being in front of adults, that sentence caused Sandeul to roll his eyes and loudly blow his hair in front of his face.

“That person knows very well. He knows everything except himself, Cha Sun Woo. That traitorous friend who likes to aggravate and burn me in front of adults! ><”

"If you dared to write and tell me in a postcard, you'd learn to admit it in front of other people. I saw that you didn't tell me, so I told people here instead. What's wrong with that?"

“That's enough, if you want something to keep your mouth shut, tell me. So I can stop blabbering about my grades-_-*” Sandeul gritted his teeth and whispered in a green voice next to his good friend with an angry expression on his face. Chabaro smiled in satisfaction as he raised his glasses and a smile appeared on his face.

“I smell grape pie coming from inside your house.”

“Give it a quarter!”

“Three ^^”

"Two is fine. Are you crazy? I'll give you three-quarters and where will I eat it!!"

"You have a field of grapes. How greedy are you? You said three is three," Baro gave an ultimatum.

“Damn Shabaro, just now you said I was greedy! >0<;;”

"I know why I didn't get a good grade. How can I understand that this isn't the case? How can you have a technique for studying for exams to get a high score?"

“Oh! You evil friend, I'm several months older than you, why do you always want to bully me about not being good at studying?"

“He didn't call for oppression. This is called a peaceful compromise.”

“Two point five.

T^T”

“Three ^^”

“Okay, all right! It was tiring to make a piece as big as this. Let me tell you, you're the first person who dared to threaten me until I ate it. What kind of person…came to the house for less than five minutes and came to steal almost all of the owner's food?” The little man grumbled without missing a beat as he walked towards the kitchen before taking out a huge, fragrant grape pie from the oven. The beautiful purple grape jam contained inside the pie almost overflowed when the sharp edge of the knife cut it into four bite-sized pieces. When he saw this, Chabaro cleared his throat before holding his soft hand to stop him like a person aware of the situation. think

“Cut it into three quarters, is that what a famous school in Seoul taught you? Cut it to make it bigger and closer to reality.”

“You shouldn't have come to my house because I tried one bite and it was delicious.

TOT”

Sandeul moaned as he looked at Shabaro's hand holding his own, which he cut, feeling sorry for the pie he had been busy cooking for hours. Baro did nothing but laugh again as usual.

“It's like cutting a wedding cake. Just having to cut it myself and not being able to cut it evenly is very exhausting.”

“Ee~ Let's talk about wedding cakes. Wedding cakes. Listening to this, I got goosebumps. My groom will never look like an albino squirrel like you, I tell you.” Sandeul immediately argued as Baro looked at the round man who sighed and hissed, looking like he still regretted this piece of pie.

“Can you speak out? Have you forgotten that when you were a child you still said that you wanted to marry me? -_-”

“That was when I was 6 years old and I didn't know yet so I just spoke with my pure heart!”

“I can't believe that you ever had such a pure heart with him…”

“Damn… * ” Sandeul was angry and wanted to hit his friend who talked irritatingly next to him. But Baro and he knew everything and narrowly dodged the round punch with their shoulders and used their fingers to smear bright purple jam on his face. Instead, the ooze flowed from the pie onto my friend's chubby cheeks.

“Weak;

P”

“You can show off and be able to restrain yourself, but with me, whenever I'm with other people I see you, I'm always speechless. So how are you? Do you have any more friends at this school?” Sandeul used the back of his hand to wipe away the sticky jam his friend teased from his white cheeks, but Baro narrowed his eyes and quickly held up his hand to stop him.

“Hey, wait a minute, don't wipe it yet. Do you still have dimples here?…” The taller man looked down at his friend's soft cheek, which had a small dimple pressed into the white flesh, considering it for a long time, not directly answering the previous question. any

“The dimple isn't a tumor. I'm suddenly going to remove it and make a fossil of it.” Sandeul pressed his best friend's forehead as he wrinkled his face, avoiding Baro's warm breath that was now blowing on his cheek. With those close eyes making his current heart rate not very stable, what's the matter with his heart beating like a stewed duck?

This is Cha Sun Woo, your friend since childhood!

T_T

“But now I think it's smaller. I guess it's being obscured by your fat and taking up all the space.”

“-___-” Did you see how this guy ever talked to him so nicely?

“Has anyone ever told you about…”

“You've asked me about this for over sixty times. How many times do I have to tell you that I've never! It was only you who listened to me every day, from the time I was a child until I became a full-fledged man.”

“When you want to say something, you don't have to describe yourself in such a long and creepy way, can you? Laughing “So what? If you really remember, I told you how and where.”

“This is a story like a goldfish memory,” Sandeul muttered, sighing at having to tell this story over and over. “You used to tell me when we were kids when we went to play on the swings that…”

“Actually, you shouldn't use the word 'we' because you're the one who uses me to swing you every time,” Baro interrupted, causing Sandeul to snort in displeasure.

“Well, you're the younger sibling! Shouldn't you be rocking it for me?"

“How many months have I been your little brother? You're already heavy. I never thought about how tired and hard Little Sunwoo must have been at that time. -3-”

“Are you going to listen to what I asked you in the first place? -_-” Sandeul straightened his face, annoyed. Why does the person who truly saw that Baro wasn't a neat person have to be just the same person?! You probably already know, right? How much of a troublemaker is this squirrel-faced close friend? He's just pretending to study diligently in front of all the adults so that he'll get scolded for comparing his time with him.

“Ah…so how do you remember it, duck~?”

“You once told me that your grandmother once told your grandmother who was your grandmother's friend and then told your mother again so that she could tell you that your grandfather said that people who... Being born with dimples is because that person's cheerfulness overflowed outside of him, so the angel had to sew them to hide the cuteness in that child's cheeks.

Once the magic silk was sewn into the child's cheek, the dimples were visible…” Sandeul shared a delicious, fragrant grape pie into a bright yellow duck-pattern lunch box for Baro to hold.

“So what next?” Baro smiled grimly under his glasses while pretending to listen with excessive intent. He accepted the pie box and held it with ease, then took out the warm pie and took a bite. Hmm…so delicious. Sandeul said, really, it shouldn't be that a guy with soft cheeks is so possessive and acts stingy and refuses to give him food.

“Do you really like listening to stories like this? -_-;;”

“I just like listening to the way you tell stories. It makes me feel good that at least you still have a good memory for some of the less common things.” Baro shrugged and bit the pie into his mouth. Sandeul pursed his lips but continued to finish the story.

“When you see a person with dimples smiling, other people will like to see that person as a cute and cheerful person. Therefore, people around you will like to kiss the cheek of the person with dimples in order to prevent the brightness that is sewn on them. The fairy's magic thread was broken so that the brightness that was stored in the dimple on that child's cheek would not fall out and the brightness would remain with the person who had that dimple forever. End!!

“You hold it there.”

“Oh, that means you changed your mind and don't want to eat anymore, then that's good! >< I will get…”

“Let's go lay down and play in a tent on the mountain behind the village.” Suddenly, my squirrel-faced friend suddenly thought of something and wanted to invite him. Now he couldn't figure it out. Sandeul even made his eyes wide and stood there holding a box of grape pie. Before he could gather his composure, he hurriedly asked back.

“What do you think of inviting me? -0-;;”

“If you don't invite me, how about I invite Mango to be my friend?” Baro said about Sandeul's fat dog in the pig's body who was currently eating behind the vineyard.

“No, I mean… what made you want to sleep and play in a tent at the foot of the mountain like that?” Sandeul still had a dazed expression on his face. Baro's small round onyx eyes blinked openly before he shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly again.

“Well…there's nothing here. Now, does there have to be something involved in order for me to invite you to go on a trip like before?” Baro asked with a straight face. As Sandeul scrunched up his nose and slowly walked closer to stare intimidatingly at his good friend, Baro's face flashed with alarm when he saw Sandeul's fixed gaze.

"What are you hiding from me, Baro? -_-*"

“Oh..You really thought about it! I said there was nothing. I just have a lot of stories to tell you during the school term, so I wanted to invite you to go camping outside of the village.” The closer he got, the smaller man narrowed his eyes when he heard him stammer.

“Your voice is higher than necessary! You know that when you lie, the two teeth on your rabbit's face will tremble and your nose will flutter up and down as well.” Startled by a feeling of fun

“You said I was completely handsome -_-^”

“You have never been handsome in my eyes. Don't be too proud of me. So, what is the real purpose of inviting me there? Tell me!”

“Hey! That's a cake cutting knife. Don't take it lightly.

O_O”

Baro backed up when Sandeul pointed at him with the blunt end of the plastic cake cutter that was covered in grape jam.

“If you don't want me to act like this, then tell me. What are you hiding from me?”

“Say it!! I'm impatient to tell you.” Sandeul took the jam-stained side and smeared it on Baro's swollen cheek with the sensitivity of the light in retaliation, resulting in sticky, bright purple grape jam oozing all over his face. The young boy who was looking at his good friend with a look of apologetic eyes did something and suddenly realized why he had to constantly be cornered by this friend from the time he was a child until he was an adult…

Maybe it's because Sandeul is the only friend who's willing to talk to him. Everything he did seemed to be at a disadvantage to the round person.

“Oh, if you want to know, you can tell me. If my face gets acne because of your grape jam, you will be responsible for buying me some snail mucus cream from the capital _ ;”

“Let it be like this. Now, I'm worried about my handsome face and being afraid of getting acne. If your face gets acne, just know that it's because you stayed up late and read books day and night. Definitely not because of my precious, delicious jam!” Sandeul lowered his jam-stained plastic knife and folded his arms in triumph, “So what exactly are you asking me to do? Hurry up and say it.”

“Well… besides the homework during the school break, I actually have hours to collect volunteer activities before the school starts.” Baro confessed in a teasing voice, glancing at Sandeul's eyes that were expecting the truth from time to time. “If I don't do it, the teacher says I won't have the right to continue grade 12. So I have to borrow a little bit of your strength ^^;;”

“Are you going to trick me into going to work as a laborer planting mangrove trees or building a weir on the mountainside? -_-*”

“At first, I planned to plant a tree or two and have you help me as a cameraman. How would you like me to set up a camera and take pictures of myself planting trees in the middle of the forest by myself?” Baro smiled wryly. While poking Sandeul's cheek with his finger, it was another person's habitual behavior when he wanted to beg him to do something for him.

“Nah~Nah, duck. You won't help me. I don't have the right to continue grade 12. Think carefully. If you decide to go, you can go camping in the forest with me.”

“Very ~ exclusive. You're a famous rapper from B1A4, so I'm excited when I go camping with you!?”

“Isn't it joyful (.__.)?”

“Still…still going to make stupid faces at me to annoy my eyes. I took the summer break and came back here. Instead of letting me sleep and relax at home, dragging me to do something I don't know is ridiculous." Sandeul complained as Baro saw that I wasn't in good shape and started looking for a way. Run away or chase something else.

"If I had other friends, I wouldn't have to sit and beg you like this. Are you asking for help like this, pretending to be a fool? -^-"

“You don't have to secretly make sweet noises at me. When I wrote you a postcard asking for help to ask for Jinyoung sunbaenim's number, you still wouldn't give it to me. So what's the matter? When do I have to be kind enough to help you? Please answer me."

Sandeul quickly brought up the issue of him asking Baro for help last semester, writing postcards begging for him and sending them many times because he saw that Baro was close to Sunbae Ji. Nyong lives here because he studies at the same school here. But every time he receives a postcard, the other party writes evasively and refuses to answer questions or give him any help. It's really annoying, this squirrel-faced friend.

It tickles my nerves, wondering if it will be very happy and fun -*-

“What if this time you help me? How about I give you Jinyoung sunbae's number in exchange? Are you willing to volunteer and help me? Ask directly.” Baro's tone began to turn slightly annoyed when he saw that none of his persuasion methods had worked, but with Sandeul, Baro's suggestion made his ears perk up. with immediate interest

“So you're really willing to help me get Jinyoung's senior's number -.,-“

“I'm giving it away.

Hi5

I can give it to you as well. In case you want to take a look -_-*”

“Then why am I playing around again? Ok, I agreed. I just took pictures and went camping and volunteered with you! It's just so comfortable ><” Sandeul slapped the wooden table fondly, Baro's lips pursed when he saw his friend's expression of joy. I've been begging for someone to tempt me for a long time, but I don't seem to be interested enough to mention Jinyoung's name...

"Are you really going to flirt with him?"

"Then why are you interfering with my business? I don't know."

“I…just feel sorry for Jinyoung hyung. He's too good of a man for someone as impulsive as you _ ”

“What do you think I should bring for camping? Is the fire cool? We haven't played together in a long time.” Sandeul completely skipped over Baro's complaint, leaving his best friend frowning in confusion. single

“You didn't listen to me…”

“Just one change of clothes is enough, right? And canned food, dry food, mosquito repellent. Oh, we have supplies like a huge grape pie. Look at this >.,<”

“And three of those huge pieces are my share of the silent treatment.” Baro placed the Tupperware of various kinds of food he was carrying and stuffed it into the small man's excited hand. Prepare to pack your things into your backpack, don't be too harsh as a teasing joke. before speaking without much emotion

"You stay here and prepare things. I'll go home and get my bag and bicycle."

“Oh, why don't you take my motorcycle? The foot of the mountain behind the village is far away if I remember correctly.”

"You ride a motorcycle and you'll fall and get saline drops and rice porridge to put in a cast like in the 9th grade semester break. You're too lazy to have to sit and watch over a sick person, serving to draw a cast for you -_-" Baro reasoned harshly. Sande smiled before speaking sweetly, as if knowing.

“Pretending to be nice, you're actually secretly worried about me, right~”

“Ridiculous, if you're in a hurry to pack things then hurry up so I can go prepare my things as well.” The older man lowered his head before giving a serious look and making a sound and walking back towards the house, hearing Sandeul's genuine laughter. The loud noises that followed behind him made Barbaro slightly nervous and distracted.

Every now and then I come back and talk about other people, which makes me annoyed. In conclusion, I really don't know anything at all...

“You didn't tell me from the beginning that you didn't know how to put up a tent. -*-” Sandeul stood with his hands and feet on his hips, looking at the pile of orange canvas and randomly connected poles that were all piled together, falling miserably on the ground. Baro could only laugh with his hands. He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, looking at the state of his own work behind him.

"Well, you didn't ask."

“Isn't that what you were supposed to tell me?! It's all over... Now think about it. How are we going to spend the night here?” It's normal for Lee Sandeul to get overly upset like this every time the situation doesn't go as he wants. Ro is quite used to this behavior of his friend.

“Well… you don't have to spread it out. Just lie down like this and find something to cover it with, and that's the end of the matter.”

“What are you going to use instead of the tent? Mr. Chabaro,” Sandeul lowered his voice and turned to lash out at his good friend who had dragged himself into trouble in the middle of the forest today. Look at him… I'm threatening him to make him feel guilty for daring to destroy him. My peaceful summer vacation was shattered to pieces, but he still gave me that handsome, chubby squirrel face and shrugged his shoulders, as if saying in an annoyed voice in his heart, I don't know~

I really hate it right now -_-*

“Well…any leaf or grass around here is fine. Just sleep for a little while, or tomorrow we'll have to get up early and plant trees and do volunteer work together.” Baro whistled and avoided the murderous eyes of his friend who was upset and dropped to the ground to watch birds and trees.

“I think you probably watched Mr. Chalerm's chicken grilling movie on Channel 7 Thailand too much -_-^ This is real life, not Angkor, the Sticky Rice Fighter! You think that you and I will be able to sleep in the middle of the ground and eat in the sand and survive on areca nuts and the roots of various types of trees that grow in the forest. Squeezing sweat from your shirt to drink instead of water, rubbing firewood from an unknown place and suddenly sparking fire, and me shooting chickens and birds for you to grill and eat for dinner, like this? Answer me!>[]<”

“Long sermon like an old man You're only 18 years old, don't forget -_-;” Baro picked up his earwax after listening to his chubby friend complain for a long time, “You always have hysterics like this beforehand. What you said hasn't even happened yet. Are you still with me and not sure that I will never let anything like that happen to you?”

“Well, I can't think of any other situation.

T_T;

Or should we go back and settle in at home tonight and then come plant trees here in the morning, whatever it is?”

“Hey, I can't!

O_O”

Baro hurriedly grabbed Sandeul's arm, causing his soft body to almost stumble against his friend's strong chest. His innocent eyes were like those of a baby bird looking at the person holding him back in bewilderment.

"Why? You sent this work in at the start of next semester, right? You don't have to rush to do it. Are you going to hurry and hang your high school honors on the wall of your house?” Sandeul teased. Baro blinked and cleared his throat.

"Well...I want to finish it quickly. When I'm done, I can use my free time to read books to prepare for the university entrance exam in Seoul."

“Is it something you should hurry up to? Seriously... why do you study well and focus on reading? When I was a kid, I remember when I was in the same elementary school class, you weren't as diligent as this.” Sandeul narrowed his eyes and held his finger in his friend's face. Baro loosened his grip on Sandeul and avoided his friend's curious eyes again.

“Or…!!”

“Or are you jealous of me going to study in Seoul so you try to study well to suppress me like that!” Think of something that makes sense.

"Be quiet and refuse to answer like this. It must be true. You've been repressed by people who like to compare the two of us since childhood. But I had a better opportunity, so I was sent to study in Seoul in middle school. So you feel hurt that There aren't as many opportunities as me, so I take it as an inferiority complex in my life like that, right, Squirrel?

O_O”

“Let's go together. Who would be jealous of an honest person with a stuffed duck brain like you? -_-”

"Hoy!

O_O^

You don't have to feel guilty, I understand you." Sandeul hurriedly comforted him, slapping his hands loudly on the other's wide shoulders and hugging the tall man's neck affectionately. "I've also been annoyed by adults who like to take advantage of you. Let's make the comparison that you are more diligent than me in such and such ways. Actually, you know very well that it's not what those adults understand.”

“Probably like that (.__.).”

“You don't have to give a blunt answer, it's probably true!! I'm both good at school and have outstanding activities. I'm better at sports than you in every way, but why do people like to overlook my goodness in this matter?…”

“I sympathize with you, Baro, so this time I won't disobey you. For the sake of my close friend who has big dreams to achieve, but if you don't succeed as you planned, I promise you that you won't be sad and cry like you did on the first day you sent me to Seoul.” Sandi He didn't say anything, but instead held out his pinky finger, waiting for the other person to grab it while making a face of deep sympathy for the other person. Baro could only give his friend a serious look before turning his head away in another direction to sigh and hook up his pinky finger. I shake myself and reply.

“Oh, don't cry like that day. I'm already grown up."

“The cutest, my white squirrel ^^”

“But I still haven't forgotten the point of dragging me into trouble here-*- You can go ahead and arrange for us to have a place to sleep for the night without getting carried away by mosquitoes who have dengue fever and will die first or else. I'm going to sue your mother for not taking good care of me like we promised!” Putting away the mess before sighing at the ghost of another person.

“Aren't you going to even ask where I'm going? -_-*” Sandeul stopped and turned to inquire. Baro picked this up and tried to put it back together again. He looked at it before asking in a voice that didn't convey any emotion any more than he already did.

“No, wherever you are going, just go. I need to concentrate.”

“Tch -^-chasing me is very good, you can go yourself.”

“You don't have to go for a walk around the stream there, it's slippery…”

“…” Everything seemed silent for a moment, after finishing that sentence there was no sound of birds chirping. There was no sound of water from the flowing stream, not even the sound of the wind that had always blown. Sandeul secretly looked at Baro while smiling inwardly. The larger man glanced away from his study of how to set up a tent and looked at him with calm eyes. Did you see that?

I told you that no matter what, he must be secretly worried...

“Sometimes you slip and fall and the rocky ground there breaks. It will destroy the ecosystem in the forest.”

“-___-*” Obviously, you…damn friend! Have you ever worried about anything besides what's in your textbook?

"Oh, I know I can't go get firewood over there, so I'm not going to go there." A small pink mouth stretched out, showing a bit of dissatisfaction as he walked away, stomping on the rice paddy, and when he saw that Baro had lost sight of him, he slowly raised his head. He got up and looked at the back of the person who was walking irritably and left with a loving look in his eyes.

Who is willing to let you suffer again, you duck stuffed with pork?

“Baro! Shall we change to playing hide and seek? Just playing and building sand castles doesn't seem like much fun.” That voice was the voice of 7-year-old Lee Sandeul, who was standing on his feet and looking at little Baro in an oversized yellow t-shirt who was sitting and building sand castles. Sand Castle was quiet, his personality didn't seem talkative, and he had a sad, worried look stuck in his eyes all the time.

“Not at all.”

“Why? I'm bored. You have to indulge me because I was born before you!” The sand castle looked the most disembodied he had ever seen. There is only a small, crooked pile of sand that leans to the right and has fake sea shells made of multi-colored plastic covering it, making it more of an eyesore than a beautiful sight. If you look at it again, it should probably be called a sand mountain. There were more shells buried there than in Baro, which took the same amount of time to build but still had the shape of a large castle with a small paper flag poked at the top. It could easily be said that Sandeul is a child with a rather short attention span and when he does something he doesn't like, he is often dissatisfied when he sees his friends doing better than himself, so he almost always has to give up on activities or games that other people are playing. With his own self-will, no exception even this time.

“Let me build you a new castle, you can make it more beautiful than mine,” Baro said, his voice wistful because he didn't want to have to get up and run around and use his strength as he wanted. Little Sandeul didn't seem too pleased with his words. student

"Wow, there's nothing beautiful about yours. Who wants you to make it for me? -^-"

“It's already getting late... The adults said that playing hide and seek in the evening isn't good because there are ghosts hiding.

T^T”

Baro is a timid child who is rather quiet and doesn't talk much, so he can only protest in a low voice and warn those who are spoiled. Sandeul smiles like a mischievous child and lets out a breath.

"Mr. Pod, Sibaro ^^"

“Well..no. We just don't want adults to say that you will be beaten if you don't obey Grandpa. The vineyards spread out wide.”

“Ah! You don't have to claim it. We don't want to marry you when we grow up like this. Our groom must not be a coward like you.”

“You don't play, so we're going to invite Jinyoung hyung from the watermelon farm over there to play instead. We don't want to bother you, Baro. Inviting you to play alone, such a boring sand castle building game.” Seeing the other person pretending to actually invite someone else, combined with the insults from earlier, Baro hesitated for a moment before answering. Go without thinking like a child would.

“Wait…then we can play too.” When Baro blurted out like that, Sandeul, who was turning his back, secretly chuckled in delight.

“But playing just one turn is enough. It'll get dark soon and it'll be dangerous-_-;” The person with full cheeks turned around and smiled cheekily, his cheeks nearly splitting at the person who had a troubled expression on his face, as he patted the other person's shoulder loudly and enthusiastically.

“Keke ^^Okay, then you're the one who found it. Count to one hundred and don't cheat. If we catch you spying, we won't play with Baro again!”

“Ah.. Um.” Baro nodded grudgingly, giving in to his friend's wishes. Since time immemorial, Sandeul liked to bring up his own grandfather or his mother's words and claim that he was big and strong. He has to protect Sandeul and if he doesn't follow the orders of his grandfather and mother, Sandeul likes to threaten him that he won't come play with him anymore, which is often the reason why children Baro, who has few friends, has to be cornered and agree to do what the other party wants, even if it seems like it's something he doesn't agree with at all.

“One…two…three.” Baro decided to blindfold himself on the wall of the winery and count to one hundred as another commanded him. Little Sandeul watched with satisfaction before jumping up and hiding inside. In a hidden place like a vineyard that was overgrown with thick vines, it took a long time for a child with second-grade knowledge like Baro to count numbers reaching the hundreds as the rules had specified until the sky in the vineyard was completely covered. It began to change from a purplish orange to a dark blue as the early evening came. Baro opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings, shocked that time had passed so quickly.

“Sandeul, where are you?” Baro called out as he started to run as fast as he could to find another person so that this game could end. But it seemed as if the more he looked, the faster the sun began to set on the horizon at the end of the farm.

“Sandeul, come out, I don't want to play and I can give up on you.” Baro became upset as he looked towards the winery. In the house where the farming equipment was kept, he couldn't even see his friend's shadow, unlike Sandeul, who saw Baro running around looking for himself with a pale face like that, and he felt even more amused.

“Keek, you're so naive, you'll never find me in my entire life, Shabaro.” The mischievous round-cheeked child clicked his tongue silently as he retreated to hide himself deeper in the vines. Moreover, Baro found him in a nearby grape field. If he made just a little noise, he might be able to find him. But then something slowly moved past him, causing Sandeul to... His eyes widened before he cried out with extreme shock until he forgot all the rules of this game, that you must not make a sound so that the other party could catch you.

“Snake!!!Snake!! Help me!! The snake is going to bite me, Grandpa!!!

TOT”

“Sandeul!” The friend he had just mocked as stupid and naive shouted his name at the top of his lungs as soon as he heard him cry loudly. Sandeul heard a loud crashing sound on the ground like someone was trampling. Quick feet came towards him, but fear made the little boy in front of him unconscious to the point of closing his eyes, not wanting to perceive anything in front of him any longer, until the sound of shuffling feet quietened and was replaced by the sound of chasing. Instead, the animal he feared shrieked loudly.

“Shh! Go!!” Baro, who ran up to him, bravely grabbed a stick and grabbed the snake to send it flying in another direction, while the little boy who was the cause of this chaos just sat and cried curled up in the plot. The vines shrieked loudly throughout the farm. Baro's taller figure still stood firmly shielding Sandeul from the poisonous beast, using his stick to knock it away from here at regular intervals.

Asked if he doesn't feel afraid right now...he must be afraid. Is there any child who wouldn't be afraid of a venomous snake as big as this? But the fear he has from other things overshadows the feeling of fear. In front of this until it's gone.

Afraid that he would lose this friend....

“It's gone, Sandeul, how are you? Did it bite you?” Baro panted from exhaustion and excitement when he saw the beast glide away until it was definitely out of sight.

“Hi, I'm Baro.

TOT

Don't leave me." His soft cheeks hurriedly snuggled into his best friend's arms, feeling safe as he sobbed, unable to stop. What Baro had done just now was so brave that he didn't know how to praise him, but After all, the other party didn't need his praise right now. Baro just wanted to know if Sandeul was safe or not.

“I will never leave you. I will be here to protect you. You don't have to be afraid.” Baro tightly hugged the little body in his arms, equally shocked. Sandeul still cried without stopping, making his heart soften, forgetting the fear of being hurt by his parents. Scolded over the play until they returned home completely late, the two of them continued to sit and hug each other in Sandeul's vineyard until the other one started to collect himself.

“I'm sorry for calling you stupid. You were…so good just now.” Sandeul used his arm to wipe away tears as he shyly praised Baro, secretly smiling in the dark that another friend would see goodness in him every once in a while. Because in the past he had to be the one who allowed the person to play and take advantage and often had to be the one to give up even though he was winning.

“When I grow up and marry you, I will cook for you to eat myself. But you have to stay and protect me like you did just now.”

“Promise.” Sandeul held out his pinky finger in front of the person who was gasping. He used his other hand to nudge Baro. He looked at his chubby white hand with delight and smiled while dripping with sweat. He came along like a little child until another person's small voice rang out.

“The thumb has to be stamped here too. Haven't you ever made a promise to anyone before, Sunwoo?” Sandeul looked suspiciously at the other man's thumb that refused to touch his own. Baro shook his head. His face smacked and he scratched the back of his neck shyly again as usual.

"Never. You're the first person I made a promise to."

“That's so naïve. Then we'll teach you so that your little fingers are intertwined at the bottom like this. As for the thumb, bring it up against the top like this…” Sandeul slowly explained the procedure, holding Baro's thick thumb up to meet his own small finger, "That's it."

“Then why do we have to bump our thumbs?”

“Ah Ji! It is to stamp this contract that you will not break your word.”

“…” Baro looked suspiciously at the touching of his thumbs before smiling once he understood the meaning.

“You can't break your promise to me, Baro. You'll have to protect me like this forever. ^^” Sandeul whispered while laughing like a child with joy and touching his thumb on the other person's thumb over and over again. The events of that day he still remembers them never to be forgotten because...

“Are you going to eat this marshmallow? -__-”Sandeul took a warm roasted marshmallow on a stick and patted his cheek gently to regain his composure, playing off Baro's thoughts, so much so that he was startled out of his trance. I remember when I was a child and my thoughts were distracted.

"Ha?"

“Damn Alzheimer's! If you make me bake marshmallows for so long until my face turns black like B1A4's maknae, then there will still be confused expressions on my face that say 'Huh?'! _ *”Sandeul cursed angrily again as usual while roughly wiping away the sweat that had fallen from the sweltering heat. Baro began to think back to the previous events before remembering.

"Oh, it's true, I was the one who told you to bake it for me."

“You actually got 1st place in the 11th grade exam. You look completely unconscious,” Sandeul said as he handed the marshmallow stick to his friend to take and hold again with the other hand. The soft mallow from the other stick was placed in his mouth, chewing happily on his chubby cheeks. The flames from the fire that had been lit from the dry firewood were a beautiful reddish-orange color, burning brightly, giving warmth to the bodies of the two of them sitting and basking in the fire. Standing in front of the tent that has already been assembled gives the feeling of entering a Boy Scout camp where there are only two people in the group. Baro looked at the image of the person in front of him happily munching on a marshmallow with a smile in his eyes.

“People who are just thinking about things, you like to interrupt me every time I think about something.” Baro took the marshmallow stick and sat and ate it quietly in front of the fire. Sandeul listened. He hurriedly opened his mouth and made a small mocking sound.

"You must be thinking about something that's a secret, right? You're so out of your mind that even though I've called you several times, you're still startled like that -.,-"

"busy -_-"

“Of course, it's true~ I'm secretly missing someone, right?~” Sandeul teasingly grabbed both of Baro's cheeks and pulled them back and forth, teasingly, but it only made the older man hurriedly make a stern voice to cover it up.

"Can't you just play like a child like this? We're all grown up now."

“Cha Sunwoo~ You know you can't lie to me smoothly.”

“In conclusion, who do you secretly miss? Have you learned to keep secrets from me now?” Sandeul brought his face closer to his as usual. Baro looked into those pair of mischievous eyes silently as he thought of a way to escape and get out of this situation. I just realized that the two of them were sitting and warming up by a camping fire in front of a narrow tent. Even though they were moving away, their backs collided with the canvas of the tent wall, so I thought about it -_-^

“Yes, I think.”

“…” When Baro suddenly blurted out like that, it surprised Sandeul quite a bit. From the big man who had been at a disadvantage, now it turned out that Lee Sandeul was feeling strange about The situation in front of him was ruined. His face and soft cheeks began to turn red, probably because of the heat from the fire that was warming around, or maybe because something caused the rhythm of his heart to become distracted by the vague words. That word

"When do you think you'll stop eating so much? -__- If you've grown up to be a pig like this, no one will come and clean it up for you." Baro shifted his gaze to look at the cheeks at the corners of his mouth, full and white, and the dimples that were smeared with powder. Marshmallow sighed in exhaustion. Sandeul blinked out of his distracted thoughts and used his hand haphazardly to wipe away the food stains.

“If you say I've grown up to be a buffalo, you can say it honestly,” the man with swollen cheeks quipped. Baro's mouth curled into a smile and he laughed loudly.

"Being a pig is appropriate ^^"

“Should I be happy that I'm still just a pig in your eyes -__-?” Sandeul said, crouching down, squinting his eyes to look at the other person who was acting so ignorant. This idiot... likes to talk and make you think too much. I've always been so far away and I always push myself to create a double-sidedness. Isn't it fun to let other people guess and interpret? *

"Hey, what's wrong with the stupid duck-patterned handkerchief you brought? Why don't you wipe it?" A gruff voice hurriedly pushed his friend's face off his own shoulder in shock because the other person who was offended was taking revenge by using his mouth. With a cheek that was smeared with white marshmallow powder against his good t-shirt, his round eyes glanced up from his broad shoulders, pretending to be hunched over, and he laughed evilly.

“Isn't it more comfortable to wipe with a nearby rag?-.,-”

“Evil -_-*”

“Evil ^^”

“Why do you come and scold me? I'll kick it far and hit the Namek star," Cha Sunwoo said jokingly. Even though he complained about cleanliness, his broad shoulders didn't resist, allowing his other friend to bury his face until it was completely clean. When he finished wiping, Lee Junghwan lifted his head and smiled, his eyes narrowing, before sitting with his arms hugging his knees, looking up at the sky. The dark place above followed his friend. It wasn't much of a surprise that Baro could only stare at it for a long time because the clusters of stars twinkling above the blue sky tonight looked even more beautiful than when he looked at them. The house is a pile.

“Look, is that one the Pleiades?” The little man pointed at a group of seven constellations that were aligned together and twinkling with light in the distance. He came out to camp to breathe in the fresh air and sit and look at the stars. This is good. Going back to study in Seoul. Whenever I get a chance to watch something like this, it's hard to die.

"Why do you ask"

“I will tell you the legend of the Pleiades.”

“That's enough. You've told me this more often than I've told you the legend of Grandma's dimples.” Baro quickly denied, but Sandeul continued to pester him.

“What is it that you still let me tell you about my dimples? I still tell them to you every time.”

“What kind of meaning does your Pleiades legend have?_”

“What nonsense? Gratitude gave the thought that Grandma and Grandpa would die. Grandma and Grandpa had a mother hen and seven chicks. When the day came, the chickens would be boiled and put in curry to offer to monks in return for the merit of Grandpa and Grandma. All seven chicks jumped into the fire and died, following their mother. Become the Pleiades in the sky~” Sandeul spread his hand towards the sky as if he wanted to reach up and touch the constellation that was glowing. Baro glanced at it.

“Looks like you really like this story -_-”

“Can you tell that I like it?

O_O”

“There will still be faces asking.”

“I think about when I was a kid when you used to sleep over in my room. At that time, we planned to make small fireworks that we would light and use to send letters to that star together, but Grandpa saw the paper I had sketched out. You drew it before and it got banned.” When telling the story of the past, Sandeul's eyes were so bright that Baro had to take his eyes off the stars and look at the faces of the people next to him instead.

“I told you then. No matter how you do that, there is no way it can reach the alien base.”

“I just thought like a child that if at that time we could make contact with aliens on that planet, it would be a very exciting thing. Only then would NASA have to come and do an interview in the Guinness Book of World Records about me and you. Act like you didn't agree with my opinion back then!”

“Let me tell you, I have never agreed with any of the pranks you want to play. -_-* The day you invite me to play a game that isn't thrilling and a normal game like other kids, that day will probably be. A day when water can cover a duck's back.” Baro allowed the person next to him to use his shoulder as a cushion as he wished. Even though his mouth interrupted his friend, he felt a strong stare coming at him, followed by a loud thumping sound. He punched his back hard in anger.

“If you are not satisfied then you don't have to be my friend -^-”

“Act like I want to be friends with you. When I was a child, when I played, they took advantage of me, bullied me, and teased me in all kinds of ways. Every now and then I would run and cry to sue my grandfather and mother. With this kind of personality, if I don't agree with you, I probably won't have any friends to play with.” Baro stuck out his tongue before he realized what he'd just said. Sandeul listened and frowned even more than before because he was reminded of his past personality. The little man furrowed his brow into a bow and stood up, no longer using his shoulder as a support to look at the stars.

“Oh, I'm a bad person. Playing as a bully makes you get hit every day, you don't admit your mistakes, you're so whiny and complaining that no one wants to play with you, then why aren't you any better than me? Do you think that you are so good-natured that everyone wants to be friends with you?” Sandeul said, sounding irritated like someone who was upset before sighing and making to get up and go back to sleep in the Baro tent, looking at the people next to him. Feeling guilty but not apologizing.

“And the number and

Hi5

Jinyoung hyung, when will you give it to me? I want to finish my activities here and then go home. Being with you for a long time makes me feel really bad.”

“No,” Baro replied curtly and turned his head away. Sandeul gasped, unable to believe his ears.

“What do you say?”

“I said I won't give it, so I won't give it. If you want it, go and investigate it yourself. If you want to be dishonest, why follow me here for such a stupid reason?” Sandeul was so angry that his face turned red.

“Don't tell me that you did all this because you intended to use me.”

“Oh, I used you, do I have to repeat it again?” Baro said harshly as his voice started to grow louder. Sandeul gritted his teeth before pushing Baro away angrily.

“That guy has a bad personality. Why are you fooling me? Please answer me. Do you really want it? Honors. I've got it. Can it be used instead of being a friend?"

“Jinyoung hyung is too good for someone like you and I don't care about the word friend or ten years of friendship that you say about it.” Baro sat still with his arms around his knees, refusing to meet Sandeul's eyes even though the situation was starting to get tense. It's always increasing.

“Oh, no need to emphasize that I have a bad personality. I know myself very well, there is no need for you to wait for me to come…”

“A person with a bad personality like you is only suitable for someone like me.”

Sandeul's brain went white when he heard the words just now come from Baro's mouth, who was still sitting and looking up at the stars in the sky, even though now was not the time to do anything like that. For a little while, people's eyes finally turned to stare directly at each other and spoke the next sentence.

"Why did you tell me when I was little that I would take care of you? Why did you run away from me to study all the way to Seoul?"

“You have no idea how painful it is to have to wait until the summer break each year. You never know that no matter how long I read the letters or postcards you wrote, it never happened. As happy as I am to see your face like this, please help me understand it easily. Are you going to die or not?”

Baro said in a soft voice. Sandeul's eyes were trembling, not yet able to process what was happening in front of him. Baro sighed in discomfort at having to be the one to say such a sentence, all on his own. The surroundings were silent… Even the sound of small warm flames crackling together was not as loud as the sound of his heart beating rapidly now.

“I just want to study well so I can go to university in Seoul. Helping and protecting you, spending time with you like I used to do when I was a child. I can't help but think about what it would have been like when you were there. Is there anyone else who will indulge you like me? Will you suffer without anything left without me?” Baro sighed, hiding his trembling eyes. “But come to think about it...

I wouldn't be happy if there were people there who cared about you like I do.”

“Fucking squirrels…” Clear water filled the beautiful eyes as if to flow out. Baro turned to look. Even though he had the same indifferent expression as always, his warm hand lifted up to wipe away those water droplets. Gently, like never before, before warm lips pressed against the soft, dimpled cheek, gently, but not lingering too much, Sandeul's heart sounded loudly, and he sat stiffly. Let the person next to you slowly withdraw his lips from that white cheek.

“You remember the story about Dimples that I liked to tell you?”

“Ah…um.” If you tell me so often, if you can't remember, does it cause you to have dementia?

“Can I be the one who can keep the cuteness in your cheeks instead of that angel?”

“…” A soft voice whispered in my ear. The breath was warm, almost hot, blowing on the skin of the body, the starlight twinkling in the sky seemed to match the rhythm of the heartbeats of both of them, which were pounding loudly within their chests. Baro was silent and didn't say anything else because he probably I was anticipating what the consequences would be, but Sandeul broke the silence by smiling and turning to tell me softly.

“I thought you wouldn't say it again ^^”

"Ugh? Don't tell me that you…”

“Well, even though I have low grades, it doesn't mean that I'm stupid about everything.” Sandeul rubbed his hand against the cheek that the other person's nose and lip had just taken advantage of. Before wiping away the curtains of tears that were welling up, they stared straight into each other's eyes with an embarrassed expression, “I know all that. Since you don't actually volunteer here but invited me to camp, you know everything but are just too lazy to say it because you're afraid you'll lose your confidence. -3-”

“Why are you such a vicious person? -_-*” Baro mouthed in displeasure. How could Sandeul know all this? Did he do something suspicious like that?

“You told me that you were going to plant trees to volunteer, but you didn't bring any trees, so how do you plant them? Think, think!” It was as if the little man knew what he was wondering about and helped Baro explain it further. He smacked his forehead hard, but Sandeul's laughter broke through and broke the tense atmosphere.

“I agreed to come because I wanted to know what you planned to do. Really, I just want you to honestly admit that you like me. I've tried to make you jealous so many times. Can't you make it easy to understand?" Sandeul shot back every word the other person said.

"jealous?"

“Oh, Jinyoung hyung's number, I wasn't the one who wanted it. My friend Channy from Seoul saw the picture you took with him and was obsessed with Crazy from the first time I saw him, so I took the opportunity to volunteer and ask Jinyoung hyung for his number to try to convince him. How are you?” The man with his cheeks hanging down smiled proudly of his most powerful plan. Baro was stunned for a long while by the other party's confession before gathering his composure and shyly asking back.

“Try it and see what the results are…”

“Don't pretend to be stupid. Just ask your heart and see ^^” A bright, cute smile spread across his face until it formed a small dimple on his cheek again. Baro stared into his best friend's eyes knowingly before they both let out laughter. With the good feelings that are building up in each person's hearts more and more, they cannot stop it now.

“So, when you were a kid you said you wanted to marry me, do you really want to?”

“I already gave you a hint that I spoke with a pure heart!” Sandeul sighed at the other person's naiveté. “Kids don't lie, you know that.”

“So…what next?” Baro asked, smiling with happiness almost overflowing from his heart.

“What is this next?”

“You mean you and me? What should I do from now on?”

“What purpose did you invite me here?” Sandeul asked.

“Follow your purpose. This time I won't disobey you, I can't wait until the next summer break either,” the little man said simply, changing his position to sit cross-legged instead of hugging his knees and looking deeply into Baro's eyes. Nearby “Speak…I am waiting to listen.”

"for…"

“Uh..do you mind if we were…”

"Ouch! -*-Keep on acting like you're acting like I'm going to overcharge you.” Sandeul smacked his arm muscles loudly after listening intently for a long time but still didn't get an answer. Baro laughed. before agreeing to speak directly

“You are my boyfriend.”

"Oh, that's the end of it."

“Is it really this easy? -0-;;”

"not yet! You had to promise before that you would take care of me forever like little Sunwoo had promised me back then.” Sandeul held out his pinky finger in front of his face, waiting for Baro to hook it. Baro looked at him without understanding, with a dazed expression on his face. The little man hurriedly spoke.

“Oh! You can make a silly face. If you don't promise what you said just now, I will consider it void!!”

“Okay, I can promise. I will take care of you and your little dimples for the rest of your life. I will protect you by my side and make you smile like this every day. I promise…”

Seeing the other person pretending to be serious, it was Baro as usual who quickly agreed to extend his pinky finger and hook it onto Sandeul's little finger as requested, just like when the two were children, no mistake, as their thumbs slowly intertwined. As they slowly pressed closer together, there was a pull from the other's little finger, causing the taller figure to stumble toward the other without realizing it, soft, soft lips pressed onto his, conveying love and happiness to the other. Sweetly, the second their lips touched, Baro smiled knowing that he had probably lost his interest in someone else again.

“We've all grown up and stamping with just our thumbs isn't enough, right?” The mischievous smile that spread as we gently parted our lips made Baro's heart pound again before he burst out laughing. Come and nod along.

“Um…whatever you say, that's what I say.” This time, the tall figure pulled the other man's waist back to receive that warm touch again for a long time. The light of the seven constellations on the night full of love. The twinkling lights competed with the small bonfire that warmed the sweet love in front of the tent. Sandeul was right… he was too lazy to wait for next year's summer break any longer.

Then it turned out that I was the one who kept the smile and brightness in those dimples like we had promised each other...

Thank you for keeping your promise...Duck.

PS.

Scream! The first Badul fic that I tried to compose. Very pleased

T^T

In the end, it was finished even though the plot was Gaarale. Haha. I've seen people complain lately that new Badul fics are hard to find and read, so I'm trying to make some for you to read. I don't know if it came out looking as good as it should but I did my best to dress it up because it was my first time.

T_T

Please read with satisfaction that there is water coming in for us to continue rowing. Anyone who would like to comment or criticize can leave a comment under the fic. Or you can tag Dimple Badul on Twitter. We don't mind today. Please read and absorb the sweetness that we have served this evening to the fullest. I love Reed ><