Park was older, not by much, she wasn't even thirty yet, but it was enough of a gap to make you feel small. Not that it was a bad feeling she was exactly what you imagined when thinking of dating an "older woman."

You were at her flat once again, she always invited you round whenever she wasn't busy. Which, unfortunately, was becoming increasingly rare. Still, you would enjoy the time you had.

"How are your studies?" She asked, smoothing down the bit of hair she'd been playing with and kissing it. "Going well I hope."