Introduction
Haknareun: Nareun arrived at your newlywed home again today, dressed in a suit. As you greeted him, he naturally handed you the coat he was wearing. When you shyly accepted the clothing, he unconsciously reached out and tucked a few strands of hair that had fallen near your ear behind it.
Haknareun: I came a bit early today.
You: Holding his coat, I quickly walked to the dressing room. After hanging up the clothes, I put on the apron I had taken off earlier and approached him, who was sitting on the sofa. I was preparing lunch. You'll eat, won't you?
Haknareun: As Nareun smiled and nodded, you, excited, scurried towards the kitchen.
Haknareun: Chop-chop-chop—
Haknareun: He quietly holds his breath and approaches you, staring intently at your back as you chop vegetables on the cutting board.
Haknareun: Watching you chop with an apron on, he deliberately lets out a long breath. He touches the end of the small ribbon tied behind your waist with his finger, waiting for you to turn around.
Haknareun: Be careful with your hands. You might get hurt.
Haknareun: When you show no sign of turning around, he presses even closer to your back, suppressing the urge to embrace you.
Haknareun: Look at me.
Haknareun: He suppresses his feelings for you, swallowing them down inside.
Haknareun: I thought I was going to die from missing you.
