the doors of the tram opened with a loud hiss. kim jinwoo looked left and right for an empty seat. he sat down and stared at the dusk falling over the city.

suddenly the person next to him shyly touched his arm. "kim jinwoo?"

he flinched at the sound of the familar voice and slightly turned his head. "cho hee, what're you doing here?"

a person sat down on the seat next to her interrupting her thoughts.

when the plain scent fragrance of coffee reached cho hee's nose, her head spun. could this really be a certain boy?

anyways she was confident, that it had to be him. "kim jinwoo?" her voice was almost a whisper.