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જ➴ chapter three.

Chapter 03 :
"This is how you fall in love"

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"Mr.Loverman" by Ricky

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: : from Sun-hee's perspective

If you'll ask anyone, they probably would be having a favorite sound of them.

For some it could be a voice of their favorite artist or someone they cherish to death.

For some it could be a melody that cannot seem to get off their mind but kindly enough if you'll ask me it would be today and forever the sound of air conditioning at night.

When the room is all freezing cold, where my stunned skin is inside the duvet and the cold air has a feeble electronic sound.

A sound which I certainly can never be able to describe and it may make me appear like definitely not a sane person but you got to accept it, sometimes random things in life can become your own special thing that holds a memorable space throughout it.

I remembered the day crystal clearly when I asked Sunghoon what his favorite sound in the whole world would be.

A childish, hopeless romantic part in me was hoping that he would answer it as my voice but to whom I'm kidding? It was Park Sunghoon we were talking about.

The person who can't seem to read the room and is always brutally honest.

That's when he answered that he liked the sound of his skating rink, his comfort place. I just smiled cheekily at his answer.

"And what is yours?" He asked me in return. By now he definitely knew how much I loved this game, asking him about random things and hoping to get questioned in return which he never failed to ask, making me happiest ever.

"The sound of air conditioning at night." He also just chuckled to it, making me confused as to whether he will not make fun of me or give me looks like others did?

Then he said it was what he wanted to hear so it would make his answer sound less maniac.

I was satisfied, at least his thoughts were alike, otherwise I would have felt really hurt if Sunghoon out of all didn't seem to understand what I loved but eventually he understood me without letting me a chance to explain it to him.

That's what I loved between us. The silent understanding. Whenever we said something really questionable or out of the blue, the other one instead of making it a big deal or taunting it would rather just smile and accept it.

"Then let's go." He simply said and took my hands in his cold yet somehow warm ones.

"To where?" I asked in pure confusion.

"My comfort place. I want my comfort person to be aware of where I find comfort when they're not around me and the only comfort person in my life right now is you and I wish in the future to be it you and you only."

Maybe for him it was romantic or "just" some words but for me it was to carve at the greatest wall so the world of mine would know how simply his existence can make my heart melt.

Just at the sight of him.

Believe me he actually took me to the skating rink, his comfort place where no one actually got to visit together with him.

I was the first person in the entire planet to witness this and it was all too much for my poor heart to even process.

I simply wanted to cry while hugging him.