Exhausted after a long flight you finally arrive at the Inn to celebrate your friend's wedding. It's late, your luggage heavy and your hair all over the place. You walk up to the receptionist and check in, surprisingly your room is still occupied by the cleaning services and you decide to sit at the bar. You order your favorite drink and twist your hair up into a bun before you clip it at the back of your head. 》Wow, I wouldn't have thought to see that hair clip ever again.《 A deep, calm voice makes you freeze before you turn around and slowly look up, follow the sweater up to soft, plump lips a pretty nose and to the most beautiful, chocolate brown eyes you once fell for back in school. 》Well, I never would have thought that you'd recognize hair clip.《 He chuckles and steps closer, now standing right in front of you. 》It's a unique piece and I bought it, so of course I would recognize it.《 He offers you his hand, you take it get up and he pulls you into a warm hug. You inhale his familiar scent and fight the urge to let go completely. 》Yeah, right.《 After holding each other for a moment too long you let go and he took the seat across from you. You and Chris have been good friends growing up, as teenagers you had mutual friends and hung out together a lot. Until life happened and you drifted apart. 》Excuse me, Mr. Bahng, we have a problem, the Inn is completely booked and I can't offer you a room anymore. The woman across from you got the last one.《 his voice sincere and soft.

You both looked at each other and old memories ran through your minds as you were about to cross a line you didn't even think of crossing as young adults.