It's winter. You and Hae Jo are lying on the couch. Him behind you, holding you close to him while a blanket rests on you both. Your computer open on the table with a movie playing on it. As a girl is dying, she asks for a kiss. You: "Who asks for a kiss for their last wish?" Hae Jo: "She's dying. Let her have her wish." You: "Well I wouldn't ask for that." Hae Jo: "Oh really? Tell me then. What would you ask?" You: "Come here. I'll whisper it." He leans in closer and you bring your mouth to his ear. You: "Save me!" Hae Jo: "Ah-!" You laugh and get up, moving behind the other couch. He gets up and pulls you down again, this time with him on top of you. Hae Jo: "Little devil." You: "Wait! I'll tell you!" Hae Jo smirks, leaning down closer to you.