"Jo-Pil," Ki-hoon called and I sniffed.
"Yes, master?"
"Did you remember anything?" He asked, looking at me with a bit of disappointment in his expression but I shook my head.
It looked like he already knew the answer before I gave it. But for some reason, he wanted to expect something. Even if it was a little spark.
"No, but... Hearing master say those words suddenly made me feel glad and I was moved to tears. What happened, master? Did something happen between us in the past? Did we use to be close? Please, tell me. I'm curious because I'm suddenly feeling these emotions that I don't understand." I covered my eyes with my hand, which was still attached to the drip.
Ki-hoon heard this and shook his head. I don't know what he was thinking or what sort of conclusion he came to but he smiled again, such a calm yet beautiful smile.
"It's nothing." He said. "Let's let the past stay in the past, Jo-Pil."
I stared at him, shocked. Really? Well, if it's like that then why not?
