Suho wasn't very eager to talk or interact with her in the beginning but as he discovered the fact that
she was a scholar from abroad and that she had absolutely no idea about him, he gradually tried
to open up to her. Nobody really knew that Suho was living in that apartment, may be because he
didn't want anybody to.
Being next door neighbours, they would often talk to each other, share jokes, recipes and sometimes
emotions as well. Suho never told her who he was actually or that he was in hiding there. Neither
did Rosa ask him about his occupation or stuff. Yet they talked and laughed like old friends. Suho
would sometimes call her over to judge his new preparations which, in spite of being awful, were
appreciated by Rosa as some five star restaurant- served dish. She used to be the only guest in
Suho's flat and Suho in hers.
Someday Suho decided to show her around Korea since all she has been doing there is going to
universities and groceries and studying. It was a Saturday and he had dressed up the same way he
had when they first met Rosa, unlike other times, appeared in a beautiful flower printed dress with a
hat and a purse. She was pretty but in a way different than what Suho had always seen.
Suho couldn't take his eyes off of her for an instant but a strange feeling suddenly hit him. Things like '
What if she finds out about him?' 'What if she finds out who he really is?' 'What if she feels betrayed?' '
What if he loses her forever?' " Wait, what am I even thinking?" said Suho to himself." Lose her forever....
as if she's mine!" he further thought.
He suddenly felt so embarrassed that he couldn't help but blush.
After all he had blushed, he looked up, only to see Rosa staring at him all this while with an utter
confused look. Quickly changing his expressions, he asked, " Wh- what are you staring at? huh? huh?"
She shifted her head back, “Nothing really, you were just being so weird, all of a sudden. Just now
you looked so down and then, almost out of the blue, you began to smile like a girl. Are you really
alright?" Suho looked here and there, "Yeah, absolutely. Let's leave, “Suho left first. Rosa followed right
behind.
Both were having a real nice time visiting some of the local sightseeing spots. It was around sunset
when they were at the Nmasan tower, relaxing after the tiring day. Suho had been noticing how Rosa
kept on staring at those numerous colourful little locks. “Wanna try that?" asked Suho. She turned to
him as if almost had been awaken from a dream, "Huh? That looks fun though." Suho asked her to
wait and returned with a pretty little pink lock and described to her how the whole thing is supposed
to work.
Rosa wrote her name on it and went to hang it where the others were. Just before she was about to
lock it, she paused, quickly took out the pen and added another name, the name of the very person
standing behind her, without letting him know anything about it. That evening when they were on their
way back, they decided to take a walk for the last ten minutes to their apartment. As they talked
about the whole day and walked slowly, they found their hands touching and rubbing against each
other’s quite frequently. Every time it happened, they would suddenly stop speaking. After a little
pause when she was about to speak again, she slowly felt a hand quietly going down her hand and
it fingers making way between hers. She did not speak anymore, neither did he. They just spent the
rest of the way, quietly walking hand in hand. Well they were happy, definitely happy that way.