Because he felt sorry for yelling at him, he accepted it and drank it. Wonwoo didn’t know
what kind of water it was, but it surprisingly made him feel calmer.
“I saved you from the accident scene. But I’m sorry I couldn’t find your friends.”
“Are you sure they aren’t there?”
“Yes, I searched through the place and I could only find you, Wonwoo.”
“How do you know my name?”
“You’re the one who always gives me extra sprinkles on my gelato, how can I not know you.”
The thin crescent eyes appeared once more. It was… dazzling. Normal Wonwoo would
become shy and look down, but this Wonwoo couldn’t even focus at the words coming from
the boy, because he was somehow… enchanted. He even forgot about his friends and the
things that happened before. The tall boy had never been this stunned and had his heart
beating so wildly like this before.
“Do you know my name?” The cute boy brought Wonwoo back to his senses.
“No, can you tell me?”
“It’s Soonyoung, Gelato Man.” This time Wonwoo laughed.
“So you’re bad at making nicknames, huh?” Soonyoung frowned and his cheeks reddened.
“At least I’m not a secret admirer who gives extra sprinkles.”
“Stop mentioning that.”
The conversation flowed easily like they’d known each other for a lifetime. They uncon-
sciously muted the world around them and just focused on each other’s voice. They were lost
in each other’s eyes, like they were making an invisible yet undeniable bond. They were
getting into oblivion.
“Wonwoo, let’s take a tour around the museum!” Without hesitating, Soonyoung interlocked
their hands and pulled Wonwoo closer to him. The latter was a little surprised, but warm,
comfortable feeling spread from between his fingers, from Soonyoung’s fingers. It felt so
right, like Soonyoung’s hand was really meant to be there, in his hand, for him to hold. Like
a kismet.
Isn’t it too fast to think that way?
Wonwoo tried to deny it. They had just met about an hour ago, there must be something
wrong with him that made him think that this boy who was filling the empty space between