« Je ne sais, ne sais, ne sais pas pourquoi, On s'aime comme ça, la Seine et moi. » - the phone lying next to him plays a quiet French song that Felix persuaded him to turn on.

Hyunjin raises himself on his elbow, looks at the blond next to him, who has closed his eyes, basking in the warm sun. Hwang Hyunjin is ready to compare his lover to the sun, whether Felix is ​​the sun, an angel, stars, flowers, summer and even a god for him.

Hyunjin looks at the guy's face with a tender gaze, catching all his freckles with his brown eyes, his plump lips, which are slightly curved in a slight smile.

The guy reaches out and tucks a stray strand of blond hair back behind the guy's ear. yes, with such trepidation, with such care.. warm sun, checkered blanket, field of green grass, tree giving a small shadow on the blanket where the boys are lying, next to it an open basket of fruit standing on the grass, a French song... hwang hyunjin is ready to give even France itself to lee felix with trepidation.

only because felix loves her so much.

France.

Felix loves France, and Hyunjin loves Felix.