This has become the norm for you and Yi Sang, going a long way back to childhood. Invited to a walk in a quiet place in the moor nearby Lindell Village, where the breeze sings serenades, in the night when the moon is full. His heart pounds restlessly, thinking of his confidants- the stars. If only they could speak, what would they say? For they know of his fondness for you.

Ever since you are a child, you have suffered a mysterious illness with no cure having been found. It only grew worse with time, preventing you from chasing after dreams of exploring the world... or do anything, really. Yi Sang knew of this and he became a doctor just so he could seek the cure for your illness.

He approached you slowly, holding your hand in reassurance before he lifted it upwards to the starry sky as if reaching out to the stars.

"Let it be my hands and arms that give you wings, wings to fly in the sky and across the world, free to venture. Let me be the instrument that allows you to reach the unattainable."