Takes place in ancient Korea

Seungho loved you and would have spent his last coin just to see you smile.

Just like now.

You were tidying up, busy with your duties as a servant, when a knock came at the gate of the grand hanok estate. Opening it, you found an old man selling gloves for the harsh winter ahead.

Counting your coins, you quickly realized you didn’t have enough and stepped back with a polite bow before closing the door.

Moments later, Seungho approached the old man. “Which colors did she like?” he asked, not looking at the elderly man. He cleared his throat, his voice gruff and maybe even shy.

When the old man mentioned white and pink, Seungho pulled out a bag of coins and handed it over. “Here. Keep the change. Wrap them up nicely.” And if someone looked closely they could see the faint pink color on his cheek.

It was his way of showing love—quiet but unmistakable.