Korean Story Set

520 (*l love yuo*)

Marie POV

The wind gently blows over my face. I blinked my eyes to challenge the wind and stared at the music hall that opened through the side of a large maple tree. This is my daily activity and I never miss it. Wh why? You will soon know the reason…



In the place where my secret heart was, the sound of the friction of the violin sounded so melodious, so beautiful. Hahhh, the thing I never forgot about him was when he made me an origami butterfly to cheer me up. Origami is written the numbers 520 and 02825, I also do not understand what it means and origami is kept and I keep it well.

I closed my eyes. The violin game is getting more beautiful and it seems to take me along in peace. Hmmmm….

So enjoying it, I forgot that there was a big branch in front of me and I accidentally stepped on it.

Prekk…

Ms.. Aigoo!

Die me! Why could? Marie, you're so reckless! He stopped his violin game and stared at my hiding place! Immediately I turned around and went back to hiding behind the big maple tree earlier. I hope he doesn't see me.

Tap tap tap…

Waaa. her footsteps seemed to be heard heading here. End me if he sees me and finds out that I always peek at him playing the violin secretly.

Dugs…

Her steps were getting closer, closer, a little more.I closed my eyes, my heart was beating so fast. Oh my god, give me your miracle. I promise I will eat after this if you help your servant. Ha's? What promise is that? Never mind.

“There are people there?”

The omo? His voice was right behind this tree!

Getting closer, closer, and…

“Mark! Someone is looking for you.”

Hufh, help me…

“Oh? Ne, arraseo!”

Mark is gone. I immediately peeked at him again through the side of the tree and stared at Mark's steps who was going nowhere.

Someone wants to meet him? Wh who?

I came out of hiding and followed Mark from behind. Where the hell is he going?

His steps stopped at a school park. Seen a Yeoja sitting and with a back. Who her?

Mark approached her from behind. Eomeona! It hurt a lot when I saw Mark holding onto Yeoja's shoulder and smiling sweetly then.

Hufhh.I puffed my cheeks and left the pitiful atmosphere disappointed.

Mark, what does it mean to live... If you're like this?

“Marie, your hope is gone. Sadden you Marie. Fucking idiot..”

Mark. My tears fell mingled with my plea. That I can't be a part of you anymore. I smiled when I thought of you, but it became something very difficult for me. I cried when I remembered you, and I became afraid of facing everything…

The Marie POV END

Mark POVs

Schooling here is the best thing for me. Including the class next to mine. There was a hidden angel. He always passed my class. And, the best thing was when she stared into my class. Her face will look more beautiful when she shows her smile. Hm…

I took a deep breath and started playing my favorite violin. This time, I tried to express my feelings through every scraping of the violin I played. About me admiring a Yeoja who is very good at playing the Piano. Not only was I amazed, but I loved it too.

To express love I still can't. Not because I was afraid of being rejected. But I'm afraid she'll change schools and stay away from me. Therefore, I chose to make it my own secret. Seeing her from a distance makes my day special. Hahh.

Prekk…

I stopped my violin game when I heard something behind that maple tree. There was a sound like a twig being stepped on. I slowly approached the tree and intended to find out the origin of the sound.

“There are people there?”

There is no lawfulness. I got closer to that tree. Yet…

“Mark! Someone is looking for you!”

Searching for? Is he. I smile.

“Oh? Ne, arraseo!”

I immediately took a quick step towards the school garden. I saw a Yeoja sitting on my back. I know him. He is someone I miss very much. After so many years, he finally returned. She looked even more beautiful and tall. The last time I met him, he was so bad. Her face is full of acne and her body is quite short for a girl in Korea. But now he's different. His face was smooth white and looked a few centi tall from before.

“Hi!”

I held her shoulder. He looked towards me. I smiled sweetly at him. Then, he hugged me tightly.

“Oppa! I missed you.”

I let go of his embrace and told him to sit back with me.

“Yes. I missed you too.”

“I'm the brother that Oppa loves the most, so it's impossible if Oppa forgets me.” Her speech.

I smile. Yes, she is my sister. See Rin's. The sister I love the most.

“So,” he nudged my shoulder. “How? Any progress? Has this Oppaku already expressed love for Marie? I mean, ekhem sister-in-law Marie.”

“Hahhh...” I shook my head. “But.”

“Pad!”

I'm down. I really suck. Ugh. be a man.

“Oh, yes. How was your education in China?”

“Good.” Answer's short.

“Thanks for that... the.” I said with a saying that I pressed a little.

“Huh? Oh, Ne, arraseo.”

Now I can't look at her cute face anymore. This heart feels empty without it. Marie, I missed you…

The Mark POV END

Marie POV

I haven't been to school for a week. I should what? When I saw him with the other Yeoja, this heart felt very hurt. In fact, he was never like this, even that close to another Yeoja.

Hufh. I stared at the origami Mark gave me while sitting at the study table holding my chin with my left hand and right hand holding the origami Mark gave me earlier. The sunlight hit my face. I lifted the origami into the air so that some of the light that hit my face was covered.

“Mark, you're evil! Nan niga shilreoh!”

Tak…

I hit Mark's origami and turned on the television. All channels are boring. I kept moving the channel until I stopped at a news story about China.

“...is currently quite popular in china about using numbers in text instead of words.” Said one of the reporters.

“Yes. That's been a while. And at least to declare love..”.

I widened my eyes.

The numbers? Of love? Hm…

Soon I took Mark's origami and figured out what the numbers were. I hope what I think is right.

“520.” I started writing those numbers on my ipad.

How surprised I was when I found out. That number means.. “I love you.”

“02825,”

“Does...you love me?”

Marie. You suck!

“Why? Only now do I know? Pabo.”

The Marie POV END

AUTHOR POV

At a flower shop, Mark was buying a flower brush. While the dance outside looks Marie lurking from behind the neatly arranged flowers.

“Am I late?” Marie muttered as she continued to kick Mark out of hiding.

Mark seemed to pay for the flowers and walked out of the store. Marie came out of hiding and confronted Mark at the exit. Mark came out and was a little surprised to see Marie.

“Marie?” sapana.

Marie kept looking at him.

Mark approached.

“What are you doing here?” Mark asked a bit awkwardly.

“I... already understand everything and I think I'm late.” Marie said.

Mark frowned because he did not understand.

“And you, who is the flower for?” ask Marie back.

“This? Hahh, this is for someone.” Mark replied while looking at the flowers he was carrying and smiling. “Emm... do you think that love should be expressed immediately?”

Marie fell silent. He doesn't know what to answer. To be sure, it felt like his heart seemed to be getting hurt by Mark's question just now.

“What.... does he mean to express love to Yeoja?” think Marie

“Marie?!”

“Oh? Hmm. Before you're late.” replied Marie lightly with a blank look.

Mark took one step closer to Marie. “Then...this.” Mark offered the flowers he bought to Marie.

“A-what does this mean?”

“I love you. And always loved you. From scratch. Because I was afraid of losing you after you suddenly didn't go to school without news.”

Marie widened her eyes. He was in disbelief at what Mark had said just now. Marie did not receive the flower and hung her face.

“But... the woman you were with in the park that time..”.

“Already expected,” Mark chuckled. “She's my sister. He just came from China. She does not go to Korea very often.” Obviously Mark.

Marie smiled sweetly. “Really?”

“Yes. And he's the one who made up the numbers in origami for you.” Mark was silent for a moment. “Ng... do you know what it means?”

“I love you. Do you love me?”

Mark smiled and held Marie's hand.

“You know? I have loved you for a long time. Me...”

“You always peek at me playing the violin. Right?” guess Mark.

“Ho? You know that?”

“Ya of course.”

“since when?”

“Since you did a recklessness. Stepping on a twig, and hiding behind a tree. That's very funny.” Mark laughs.

“Huh? Oh, comeon!”

THE AUTHOR POV END