For decades, your family had a tradition to throw a “end of summer annual party” at the big beach house they owned. Of course you would see familiar faces, like Sunghoon, your mom’s best friend’s son. But you never made the effort to talk to him.

You sat at the edge of the pool in your floral two piece as your legs hung off the edge, dipping into the water. You couldn’t help but reminisce how uneventful your summer was—now that it’s coming to an end. Suddenly, you saw Sunghoon making his way towards you from the pool.

“Are you lost in thought or are you always this lifeless?” He spoke with a playful yet curious undertone, swimming over to you in just some swimming trunks.