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Chapter 38

YUJIN'S POV

As we arrive, my nerves began to flutter like a flock of startled birds in my chest. Despite my best efforts to maintain my composure, the thought of finally asking Wonyoung to be my girlfriend sent waves of excitement and apprehension coursing through me.

Wonyoung, blissfully unaware of my inner turmoil, chattered away beside me, her infectious laughter filling the air like music. She was like a beacon of light in the darkness, guiding me through the stormy seas of my own emotions.

As we settled into our seats, I couldn't help but steal glances at Wonyoung, marveling at her beauty and grace. She caught me staring more than once, causing a blush to rise to my cheeks, but she only smiled in response, her eyes twinkling with affection.

Across the room, I spotted Yena and Yuri, disguised as ordinary passersby, their eyes trained on us with a mixture of amusement and support. I knew they were there to capture this special moment, to immortalize the beginning of our love story in photographs that we would cherish forever.

Taking a deep breath, I reached for Wonyoung's hand, my fingers trembling slightly as they intertwined with hers. She glanced at me curiously, her brow furrowing in concern.

"Yujin, is everything okay?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.

I smiled reassuringly, mustering all the courage I could find within me. "Everything's perfect, Wonyoung," I replied, my heart pounding in my chest. "Actually, there's something I've been meaning to ask you..."

Before I could continue, our waiter appeared at our table, interrupting the moment with a cheery greeting. I shot him a grateful smile, silently thanking him for the timely distraction.

As he took our orders and disappeared into the kitchen, I turned back to Wonyoung, my heart pounding in my chest. This was it, the moment I had been waiting for, the moment that would change everything between us.

"Wonyoung," I began, my voice barely above a whisper. "I know we've been through a lot together, and I know I haven't always been the best at expressing my feelings, but..."

I paused, my words catching in my throat as I struggled to find the right words. Wonyoung reached across the table and gently squeezed my hand, her eyes filled with understanding.

"It's okay, Yujin," she said softly. "You don't have to say anything if you're not ready."

But I knew I had to say it, had to lay my heart bare before her and let her see the depth of my love. Taking a deep breath, I forged ahead, my voice steady with determination.

"Wonyoung, I love you," I said, my words ringing out clear and true in the hushed silence of the restaurant. "I love you more than words can say, more than I ever thought possible. And I want to spend every moment of my life with you, by your side, supporting you, loving you with all that I am."

Tears welled up in Wonyoung's eyes, her lips trembling with emotion. She reached across the table and cupped my face in her hands, her touch gentle and reassuring.

"Oh, Yujin," she whispered, her voice choked with tears. "I love you too, more than anything in this world. You're my everything."

I felt a surge of emotion wash over me, filling me with a warmth and joy that I had never known before. In that moment, surrounded by the people we loved, I knew that this was where I belonged, here with Wonyoung, in the embrace of our love.