In the Countryside for Recovery (X), in Love (O)

“The flowers have all fallen, Seungha.” A cool hand brushed against my cheek. At the touch that seemed to urge me to check, my gaze landed in a corner of the yard. The ground was completely pink from the fallen petals of the small peach tree. The sweet scent filled the air. A sugary aroma lingered, moist and dancing at the tip of my nose. “Do you remember that you promised to let me know when the flowers fell? What kind of relationship we had.” The moment a period was placed at the end of his voice, my head shook up and down. “We were like this. I lied. We weren’t just friends.” The deep dimple above his lip stole my attention. Realizing where my dazed eyes were landing, he gently lean...