On the night the sky was covered with the sparkling light of the stars.

I met you for the first time

You, whose body is bathed in the soft light of the moon

More beautiful than the pearl that adorned the sea king's trident.

...on the night the sky was covered with the sparkling light of the stars.

I met you for the first time

You, whose body is bathed in the soft light of the moon

More beautiful than the pearl that adorned the trident of the King of the Sea...

Building, building, building

The rhythmic sound of footsteps, neither slow nor fast, echoed down the corridor, on either side of which was the door to the patient examination room. The tall figure of a young man in a personnel uniform bears the name Kim Namjoon, a student of communication disorders. Walk around checking the neatness of each room without rushing.

It was not uncommon for students to wander around the hospital building in the early hours of the morning. Especially medical faculty students who have to prepare for practical hours. So did Kim Namjoon.

Her natural black hair was set in a polite style. Plain glasses match your face shape with a leadership personality. As a result, he looks more dignified than just a 4th year medical student in the Department of Communication Disorders.

Many people probably know the Faculty of Medicine very well. But few people know that the medical faculty is also divided into smaller fields. And those who know about the field of communication disorders that Kim Namjoon is studying are even more so. Less as well. He was already used to being treated by his relatives.

Or people around you say that you are a doctor. Even though he said every time “Not a doctor. I'm an expert.” No matter how many times, nothing has changed.

Just like that. Most Thai people still cling to the word "doctor" which makes it a common practice to have children and grandchildren study to become doctors as well. Namjoon's aunt was no exception. He knew that she had often spread the word to her friends that her grandson who had just arrived from South Korea had easily gained admission into a top Thai university to become a doctor.

Kim Namjoon is a smart boy. But he doesn't like that adults take his success for granted. Because people who speak often don't know the origins of those successes. He had to read a lot. No sleep to sit and review dozens of textbooks. His mental state was so full of stress that he almost gave up countless times. The only people who understand and see his efforts are his parents who are currently in South Korea.

Even though Kim Namjoon doesn't like his aunt like this. But he still has to stay with her because of his parents' request that they don't want him to live in a different country by himself. Plus the social conditions are not as safe as Korea. So Kim Namjoon agreed to come live with his aunt.

So why did he choose to study in Thailand instead of studying in Korea? Because he wanted to come and change the atmosphere. He wanted to meet new environments, new people, and learn new things. Even though he was initially not interested in studying abroad, he wanted to meet new people. But some feelings inspired him to make this decision.

Money is not a problem. Because he had already worked extra to save money in case of unexpected events like this. As for language He believes that learning a new language is definitely not beyond his abilities.

Now Kim Namjoon has finished preparing and checking his equipment. His first patient this morning was a grandfather who came in for examination due to decreased hearing and symptoms of vertigo. The young man majoring in hearing correction was intent on taking the history of his patient and carefully examining his hearing according to the correct procedure. It can be said to be perfect for students.

“Young man, are you Korean?” Grandpa asked Namjoon after he finished checking.

“I am half-breed. Mother is Thai. Your father is Korean,” Namjoon replies.

“Look, when I was young, I also traveled to Korea.” Grandfather began to tell his story from the past in a casual manner. “At that time, I went to Jeju Island with my wife. She's really very beautiful. But when she came back to take pictures, I encountered some strange things too.” Grandpa paused. Namjoon knew exactly what to answer.

“What strange thing is that?”

“I see a mermaid in the picture.”

"yes? Mermaid?” Namjoon asked in a high-pitched voice. The young man looked a little startled. I don't think that people this old would have beliefs in anything like this.

“Yes, a mermaid. I saw its tail poking in the water behind my wife. Its tail reflects light so beautifully. Wow~ I really want to see it one more time.” Grandfather's expression clearly showed desire.

“Hope to see you,” Namjoon smiled at Grandpa before he walked out of the examination room.

That day all day Kim Namjoon's mind was frozen by Grandpa's words, 'I saw a mermaid in the picture.' It wasn't that he didn't believe what Grandpa said. But because he has forgotten what he once believed.

Kim Namjoon himself has seen a mermaid. That's right, when he was a child, probably around 5 years old, he also went to Jeju Island with his family as well. At that time, my parents were sitting on the beach. He was walking down to play in the water. Then he saw the scales of a large silver fish reflecting the sunlight on the rocks near him.

Namjoon thought it must be a really big fish, but he had never seen a fish in a book with scales like this before. Namjoonjung thought it must be a fish that is very good at avoiding people, so it must be a fish that comes out at night. Fortunately, the house they were staying at was not far from the beach.

Cross the road and continue walking for just a few hundred meters. That night, after the parents were asleep So the little boy sneaked the two men out to wait and see this big, mysterious fish.

A young boy sat on the pitch-black sand. Waiting for the fish with unblinking eyes But as time passed Drowsiness finally began to hit him. before the image in front of you disappears

The sound of music floated along with the sound of the wind until it entered the child's ears. He awoke with a drowsy expression. The instrumental sound was beautiful, like Namjoon had never heard before. Even though it sounds like a blow dryer But he couldn't figure out what kind of instrument it was.

The little boy used his eyes to look around the beach. But I couldn't find anyone else but him. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Someone was sitting on a rock blowing something. It was the same rock where he had found the mysterious fish scales. Little boy tries to focus his eyes Two hands to stand up. But still unable to step foot out of here Because I didn't want the sound of the sand to drown out the beautiful music.

Suddenly the moonlight was free from the clouds. The scenery ahead is clear. Namjoon thought he had stopped breathing for a moment.

In front of him appeared the image of a cute little girl. Long red hair flowing down to the middle of her back that partially covered her chest. She closed her eyes as her fingers danced on a white shell, one end touching her lips. Sparkles shimmered from the waist down like a skirt submerged in water.

At the age of 5, Kim Namjoon dared to speak with full confidence. This little girl was definitely his first love!

It's like being under a spell. His feet moved closer and closer to the surface of the water, but the sound of the sand seemed to be so loud that the little girl on the rocks could hear it. Her eyes widened in shock. before quickly jumping and throwing himself into the sea

Namjoon stood frozen in place. If he doesn't look wrong. Just now he said he saw the tail of a fish. That's not a skirt. But are they fish scales? So that little girl from just now was a mermaid. Even though I was still shocked by what I had just seen. But the little boy hurriedly ran back to his residence and went to bed. In a few hours it would already be morning.

If his parents wake up and don't see him in the room, it must be a big deal.

Many years have passed since the events of that day. Kim Namjoon, who spent most of his time reading textbooks, had completely forgotten what he had seen at the age of 5.

But it's over Now he remembered it. And he made a promise to himself. When he returned to Korea after graduation He had to find that little girl. It may seem like nonsense. He should be dedicated to his work. Why are we so obsessed with finding imaginary creatures?

Two years have passed. Kim Namjoon has finally returned to Jeju Island again. The young man had intended to apply for a job at a small clinic on the island. Works as one of the few hearing correctors on the island. To say it clearly is Besides him, there was only one other Hearing Corrector on this island.

Now they are already friends. And next week they have also arranged to go on a trip together. It was really fitting because of the places they were going to visit. Not anywhere But it is the place where he met his first love, "Samyang Beach" or the black beach of Jeju Island.

A week later...

“Namjoon-ah! I miss you so much.” The cheerful voice of another professional colleague caught his attention and he turned to see a sweet-faced young man about the same height as him running towards him, who was waiting in front of the clinic.

Namjoon turned his head away slightly. He already knew that the other person would rush to hug his neck. He was able to dodge easily. People who were caught and were rejected by backing up their feet, turning around and hiding their mouths in displeasure.

“What? The person who drove here came to pick me up. How can you escape like this?”

“That's you. You're so grown up and you still act like a child, Jin.”

The sweet-faced young man named Kim Seokjin had a slightly annoyed expression on his face. Was the only hearing aid on the island for a year. He finally had a professional friend with him. But this friend I was completely aware of him. Make him so bored that he doesn't always succeed in teasing the other person.

“So, shall we go?” Namjoon asked.

“Wait a minute. I invited another friend to come as well. Just wait for him and he'll be there in just a moment,” Seokjin said about the other friend. But he had no idea that there would be another person going with him.

“Another friend?”

“Is it a speech corrector? Just applied to the same clinic as me three days ago. We will finally have a group of friends in the field of communication!” Seokjin said in an excited tone. He must be really lonely after having to live without any friends for a full year.

“There it is, hey!!!! Hoseok, this way!!!”

Namjoon turned in the direction Seokjin shouted to his friend. Another young man was running towards them, panting slightly. Namjoon probably isn't hurt at all. If it weren't for the fact that the young man had the same hair color as the little girl who was his first love, like a sheep, In the blink of an eye, it was as if he saw the image of that little girl superimposed on this new friend.

“Wow, I'm really tired. Why didn't you wake me up, Jin? I'll call you to wake you up at seven o'clock.” Jung Hoseok, our only speech editor, has short-cut red hair. When you look at it, you can tell that it's natural hair color, definitely not dyed. He was slightly taller than the two of them. But it's still considered high compared to Korean men's standards.

When you take a break and breathe until you're tired, The redhead immediately introduced himself to his new friend.

“Hello, my name is Jung Hoseok. You can call me Hoseok.”

“Oh.. Um, I'm Kim Namjoon.” Kim Namjoon was unconscious. The eye-lid smile on the other's face was as beautiful as the image in his memory, unmistakable. He could be thinking to himself, but... he thought he had found it. I haven't been able to search for it yet.

His love at first sight

It's definitely Jung Hoseok.

throughout the journey Seokjin felt uncomfortable. It's not that his car is small. Or because he was tired from driving? But because of the silence now!

He knew that Kim Namjoon was a quiet person, but the other party had never been so quiet as to not say anything like this. Even Hoseok, who is a talkative person, couldn't say a single word. The atmosphere in the car right now was no different from Seokjin driving a car with two dolls sitting in the driver's seat and back seat.

In the end, Seokjin couldn't stand it. He was the one who finally broke the silence.

“Hey, let's get to the place to stay, what should we do?” His eyes didn't leave the road ahead.

“That's right, I really want to go look at the sea.” Hoseok didn't let the opportunity his new friend made go to waste. Hurry to strengthen your army by telling your needs immediately.

“I also want to go see the sea,” Namjoon answered shortly, he was quieter than usual and it was correct. He is gathering his thoughts. Previously, he might have jumped to conclusions a little too quickly. Maybe this Jung Hoseok wasn't that little girl. They might be brothers. Or maybe they just happen to have the same hair color.

But the latter assumption is unlikely. Hair this color doesn't come naturally easily, so it's probably the first thing. Then it shows that this Jung Hoseok is not human. But it's a mermaid!!

He must find an opportunity to ask the other party clearly.

The conversation went well until Seokjin finally drove up to the residence. They rented a house not too far from the beach. But it was private enough that no one else could easily come near the house because it was built in the forest near the beach.

After transporting the belongings into the house The three of them walked through the forest and reached the beach in less than 20 minutes. It was a really comfortable house with all the amenities. It's so worth the price that you'll want to bring the owner of the house to treat you to a meal. Namjoon thought to himself.

Even though it was midday the sun was shining brightly in the sky. But this did not make the beach deserted at all. Instead, people invited each other to run and swim in the sea for fun. The black sand is dotted with bright colors of clothing and swimsuits. Some people came alone and were looking for a photo spot. Some people come as a couple. Take turns taking photos with each other.

Or some people who come together as a group and are playing and building sand castles without anyone giving in. It could be said that it was so crowded with people that Namjoon had a pounding headache. Normally, he didn't like places with a lot of people. He agreed to come here only because he wanted to find his first love.

“Wow, there are so many people here? So what are we going to do?” Seokjin asked, his voice laced with unconcealed boredom. They assumed that at noon like this people should go find something to eat. The beach should be less crowded anywhere. This is completely opposite from his dream.

“Can't help it. How about we go get something to eat first?” Hoseok offered an idea. He himself felt regretful as well.

When there is no choice The three of them decided to go back and change their shoes from sandals to sneakers. Seokjin took over driving duties as usual. The target was a famous restaurant that they had researched while driving.

The meal was nothing special. Three men sitting down to eat together didn't have much to talk about. After ordering food The three of them talked a little about their reasons for doing this work.

“I have a relative who is hard of hearing. As I often took my relatives to see a hearing corrector, I became interested. I ended up choosing this line of study.” After saying that, Seokjin laughed at his seeming carelessness. But Namjoon thinks this friend is very talented. A person who is able to study something that is not what he or she likes and then graduate and be able to work like this must undoubtedly be a person who has put in a lot of effort.

Even though he uses the word back and forth, doesn't that mean that he must try to take the entrance exam anyway?

“I also saw people who were doing this work and became interested. I like children. When I talked with the elders around my house and heard about this subject, I decided that I had to study this one.” It was Hoseok who spoke after Seokjin. He said and smiled. It was an innocent smile that Namjoon didn't get to see very often.

“To me it doesn't make much sense. I just saw the name of this branch and it was interesting. So I took the entrance exam,” Namjoon said quietly. He wasn't lying. At first, he didn't know this branch either. But when submitting test scores He saw that the name of this branch was strange so he tried submitting his vote.

“Oh Namjoon, you really exceeded my expectations. I think you probably have a purpose. 'I have to take this job for my dream' and stuff like that." Seokjin said as he thought. People like Namjoon, he's met a lot. People who make a plan in life and follow it step by step. But he had never met anyone who chose to study a major at university for this kind of reason before.

“So what's wrong?” Namjoon asked with a slight annoyance on his face, but he really didn't feel anything. He understood that no normal person would make decisions that would affect the other half of his life like him.

The conversation didn't continue as the plates of food started to line up in front of us. The three of them were not interested in what was being discussed further. Each side started a drunken war at the dinner table. If we were to say it correctly, we would have to say that Seokjin and Hoseok were the main pair in boxing. Namjoon, on the other hand, was more of a bystander to the situation.

Seokjin stops the two in tirelessly scooping up food. Both put a spoon in the way They compete for food and cut off their faces. But it didn't make either of them feel bad in any way. They both agreed that it was Seokjin's personality like this that made him endearing to those around him. Because Seokjin did this He doesn't do it regularly.

It's just a chance to tease them.

Seeing that Seokjin had just snatched up the last piece of shrimp cake on the plate that Hoseok was about to scoop up, Namjoon cuts off the last grilled shrimp for Hoseok instead.

“Thank you,” the redhead thanked, returning his smile.

Namjoon didn't reply. He turned his attention back to the food on his plate. Acting like he didn't do anything, but actually he was secretly observing the behavior of the person in front of him all the time. The other party didn't seem to realize that the person sitting across from them was collecting information. Still uncompromisingly dealing with the teasing of the friend sitting next to him.

After the small war ended, the three returned to their room. With tight stomach skin and droopy eyelids Each person then offered to go their separate ways to rest in their own rooms. Unfortunately, the house only had two bedrooms. The three then used the short and long stick to randomly determine who would sleep on the sofa in the living room. As it turned out, Namjoon was that lucky person.

Time passed until it was evening. The sky was painted with shades of blue and orange. above the horizon The pink satin cloth added to the atmosphere of this moment, as if it had been meticulously painted by the sky god's brush. Namjoon, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book, couldn't resist getting up and walking out onto the balcony. His right hand also doesn't forget to reach out and grab his digital camera on the table.

His left hand firmly supported his partner. Two eyes look through the lens, trying to choose the angle they want.

Snap, snap.

The sound of the shutter being pressed is rhythmic. A person who has photography as a hobby remains in his own world until...

Take a photo

Two hands lower the camera to look at the person in front of them. The picture from just a moment ago didn't just capture the evening sky. But in the middle of the picture there was also a picture of a red-haired young man staring at the sky from the balcony of his room. His eyes, filled with some emotion, stared straight ahead, unblinking. It was as if he was yearning for something he couldn't get.

Namjoon was mesmerized by those pair of eyes for a moment. Two hands left the camera held by the neck strap. He thought back to the little girl in his memory. The expression of the person in front of me right now It was so reminiscent of the melody the girl played with the shells back then.

It's both heart-warming.

and painful

Like a bird locked in a cage and yearning for freedom all its life.

It is truly a song of loneliness.

It was like he felt that someone was watching him. Hoseok turned back towards the balcony of the house to see a person giving himself an unreadable look. He called out to the other party three times. Until the fourth time Namjoon then snapped out of his trance.

“Are you taking pictures of the sky?” Hoseok, who was now standing next to Namjoon, asked.

“Um, today I feel like the sky is more beautiful than usual. So I wanted to take a photo and keep it.”

The sky was now turning darker. The background through the camera lens changes from dark blue to black. If only about half an hour ago there was a pink satin covering the horizon. Now it was as if the gods were gently flicking the tip of the brush with their fingers until it sparkled, filling in the gaps on the canvas.

Neither Namjoon nor Hoseok spoke another word to each other. Each side is immersed in their own world. But the eyes of the taller person still secretly glanced at the person beside him from time to time.

“Hey, are you hungry?” Namjoon, who had finished checking the pictures, turned to ask his red-haired friend, who looked like he had been thinking about something for a while.

“No, during the day I play with a full stomach. I probably can't put anything in it right now." No matter what, use your hand to lightly slap your belly while laughing. Namjoon tried to keep his expression from letting out an affectionate smile.

“I have something to ask you.” Namjoon suddenly changed the topic of conversation. The redhead then stopped laughing with a slightly bewildered expression on his face.

“What?”

“Sir...

It's not human, right?..."

Silence enveloped this area for a moment. before the person being asked could regain their composure

"look for? What are you talking about, Namjoon? If I'm not human, then what am I? Are you too into the books you read? I also saw a book on fairy tales on the table. Is it yours?” Hoseok asked back followed by a dry laugh.

“You're a mermaid, right?” Namjoon didn't give up. He expected back in a calm and serious tone. The look in his eyes showed that he wasn't joking.

When he saw what the person in front of him was expressing. Hoseok was the one who had to surrender to those eyes for good.

“Since when did you know?” Hoseok asked tiredly.

“You have the same hair color and facial features as the person from my memories. And that girl is a mermaid,” Namjoon explained. “She has long, red hair that reaches the middle of her back just like you. So I was wondering if you might be her brother or not.”

“Hmm, I don't have any older or younger sisters.”

“So? What a shame.” Namjoon's eyes darkened a little. But Hoseok was still able to notice.

“Is this an acquaintance?”

"No, I just happened to see you sitting on a rock blowing seashells." With that, he looked out to sea. Letting the sound of the waves crash on the shore drown out the silence that was starting to fall between them again.

“Where did you meet her? If it's someone I know,” Hoseok asked, he was pretty sure he didn't know the girl Namjoon was looking for. Because of the mermaid he had met None of them had hair the same color as him. Only his mother gave him this color of hair. But he wanted this new friend who knew who he was to know that there were still people here who wanted to help him.

“This is Samyang Beach, about 20 years ago. I was 5 years old at the time, so I was at a naughty age. At night, I came out to sit and wait to see the big fish. But I met a young girl who was blowing seashells instead.” I don't know what inspired Namjoon to tell Namjoon what he had experienced at that time. But he didn't feel disgusted by telling this story to the people in front of him.

Instead, he felt that the other party should have known about this matter. What a strange feeling.

Hoseok was the quiet one until Namjoon had to bring him back to his senses.

“So, I don't know you. But I'll ask other friends for me. It's getting dark now. I'd like to go out for a walk." After saying that, he turned and walked out of the house. Leaving Namjoon standing there confused.

It's already dark. But going out for a walk right now is not okay. But when the other party hurriedly walked away Showing that it probably wouldn't be like him following him. When I think of this Namjoon decided it would be better to let his new, half-fish friend have some time to himself.

The time had passed until it was nearly midnight. He listened to Seokjin sing for probably two hours. But the redhead still hadn't returned to the residence. Namjoom and Seokjin start to worry if their friend is lost in the forest. Even during the day it is easy to walk along the beach. But with visibility at night being so dark that you can barely see anything like this

The forest is not a suitable place to walk. The two then went to prepare a flashlight each to go find Hoseok.

No matter how much I shouted, there was no response. Seokjin then suggests that Hoseok might have returned to the villa. It's better to separate it into two ways. Seokjin himself will go back to the residence to check. As for Namjoon, go look for him at the beach. So the two separated and went their separate ways.

The sound of the waves crashing on the sand began to grow louder. It indicates that he will soon reach the beach. Namjoon didn't hesitate, rushing forward. As soon as we left the edge of the forest Moonlight began to act as a guide again. Namjoon turned off his flashlight and walked along the beach. His eyes scanned left and right, searching for his red-haired friend quickly.

After walking along the beach for a while Namjoon suddenly realized that he was close to the area where he met his first love from who knows when. When you're about to reminisce about the past The instrumental sound that had been stuck in his head for so many years had completely caught his attention. Namjoon was so shocked he couldn't do anything. Now he turned his back on the sea.

Remember that behind you there must be the same large rock sticking out of the surface of the water. Namjoon mustered up all his courage and turned around to look.

His eyes widened as if he had gone back to when he was five years old.

...on the night the sky was covered with the sparkling light of the stars.

I met you for the first time

You, whose body is bathed in the soft light of the moon

More beautiful than the pearl that adorned the trident of the King of the Sea...

Namjoon couldn't take his eyes off what he saw in front of him. Now in front of him, it was as if he was projecting the most exquisite painting that the gods had created.

An image of a mermaid playing a beautiful song with a pearl-colored shell on a rock rising from the surface of the water at night. The fish's silvery scales teasing the moonlight sparkled like stars on its long skirt that reached its tail. His unique red hair was wet and clinging to his face, which was now closing his eyes as he sang a sweet melody. The chest is exposed when there is no clothing to cover the body.

It's like the world stopped turning. Or for Namjoon It might be like the world has turned backwards.

Still the day he met that little girl

No.

That day he met not a little girl.

But it was a young man who was now fully grown.

He fell in love with the person in front of him again.

And that person was the redhead in front of him.

Jung Hoseok was his first love.

Namjoon couldn't spoil the matter this time. He stood intently and listened to the young mermaid in front of him play the song until the end. Until the song ended and the red-haired mermaid lowered his hand holding the shell to his lap. The two of them locked eyes for the first time.

Even after spending a whole day together But this was the first time that the two of them had looked deeply into each other's eyes. It was a look filled with concern for each other.

“You already know?” Namjoon asked.

“I just found out it was you. When you told me about that little girl,” Hoseok replied, a small smile appearing on his face. But it was such a sad smile that Namjoon wanted to run into the sea and hug and comfort the person in front of him.

“Do you remember me?” Namjoon asked curiously.

“You yourself... are my first love.”

Namjoon was shocked for the umpteenth time that day. Just stood and listened to the other person speak.

“That day, I secretly ran away from home. When we arrived on the beach, we saw a young boy sleeping. I think it must be very cold. But I don't know how to keep him warm. So I'm sitting here blowing seashells. I hope that child sleeps well. But the child suddenly woke up. I was startled so I ran into the water.

But who would have thought? That since that day I have only thought about that child every day. Waiting to secretly watch him play in the water with his family. Until one day, that child and his family disappeared. When I moved onto the land about ten years ago. So I came to attend school on this island. Waiting for the day that that child will come back. I really am crazy, right?”

Hoseok continued while tears flowed. Others would think that this was completely nonsense. Two boys of different species accidentally meet on the seashore. A person who mistakes another for a girl and falls in love for the first time. And another person who fell in love with another boy without realizing it, even though he knew that the other person was also a boy.

But matters of the heart cannot be prevented. So Hoseok could only let that boy sleep in the bottom of his heart for decades.

Namjoon couldn't restrain himself any longer. Two feet sent the force of bouncing forward on the sand. The coldness of the sea couldn't stop him. Namjoon rushed to embrace the young mermaid in front of him with mixed feelings. Both were delighted to finally meet each other. Both regretted letting the mermaid in front of him cry and regret because of his own problems. He wanted to give this red-haired young man this hug forever.

When Hoseok stopped sobbing Namjoon relaxed his embrace. He looked deeply into the other's eyes again.

“I love you, Hoseok. Even though I mistook you for a woman But I still love you. You're still the boss. And I will always be you. From now on, will you allow me to be by your side?”

Namjoon spoke every word clearly. His voice was firm as if this promise would never fade as long as he lived. He would never let the person in front of him disappear again.

“Um,” Hoseok replied in a short voice, but it was enough for both of them. There is no need for more words than this. Just the feelings they have for each other and can feel it right now is beyond words to describe.

At the residence right now, there was one person sitting and smiling looking at pictures on a digital camera on the living room table. Seokjin was sitting and looking at the picture Namjoon accidentally took of Hoseok. The background picture is of the evening sky. The orange light adds double the warmth to the photo. In the center of the photo was a redhead who didn't realize he'd just been photographed.

and in front of the camera lens The balcony was decorated with gypsophila flowers. A pure white flower that represents love at first sight.

“You are my first love.”

“I fell in love with you from the first time I met you.”

Will those two people know that the person they are looking for is right in front of them?

In the evening, Seokjin, who had just opened the bedroom door after fully recharging his energy again, was about to call out to his two friends. But his eyes fell on the silhouettes of two people standing on the living room balcony. as quick as thought The sweet-faced young man walked back into his room quietly, not wanting to ruin the atmosphere between the two of them.

Seokjin already knew what was going on between the two of them. Going back to about 20 years ago, Namjoon wasn't the only person at the beach. A young child who was out buying ice cream at a nearby convenience store also happened to hear a beautiful song coming from the beach. As he followed the sound, he saw a girl sitting on a rock in the sea blowing seashells.

With the boy standing and looking at the girl without blinking his eyes. Not wanting to ruin the good atmosphere, Seokjin hid behind a rock on a nearby shore and witnessed all the events that followed.

The first day he met Namjoon, when the other person came to see him at the clinic, he immediately recognized it as that boy. His heart wanted to ask Namjoon if he still remembered the events of that day. But it probably doesn't look good. It turned out that he was secretly spying on the villagers. So he didn't ask at all. On the day Hoseok came to apply for a job.

He was sure that the red-haired young man in front of him was definitely that cute little girl. His instinct for choosing the free popsicle sticks that have been stuck together over decades is a guarantee. So he deliberately invited Hoseok to join him on the trip. I never thought that the opportunity to be Cupid's love communicator would come so quickly.

Hopefully now those two will know each other.

With that, Seokjin put down the camera and got up to cook a late dinner and wait for the two to return in a good mood.

It's over with.

one shot

Our latest story How are you? Do you like it? The thing is, I suddenly wanted to write a one-shot fic because I didn't want to study for exams, plus the lights in the dorm went out. So we asked our friends if we were to write a fanfic with any plot we could think of, which couple would we go with? So this story was born, everyone.

Take the opportunity to promote the field we are studying a little. Introduce myself for a moment//knock on the mic

Hello, students from the Faculty of Medicine Ramathibodi Hospital. Communication disorders field If you are interested in more information, there is a page on Facebook. Or you can just say hello to us ^^

Thank you to everyone who pressed in to read. I love you all readers.

P.S. Another matter that is open. We don't have time to get married yet. But if the blockage is gone and I have enough time, I'll hurry and clear it up. Hahaha//scratching my head, embarrassed.