Dong Gun was getting mad and worried. When he got to Sang Woo's house that night, the caretakers told him that Sang Woo left with a young woman, Tami. He tried calling both of them but none were answering their phones, so he decided to wait for them inside Sang Woo's house.

About two hours have passed, but Sang Woo and Tami hadn't returned yet. Dong Gun figured Sang Woo might've dropped Tami home, so he went out of Sang Woo's house and drove home. Before he could use his key to open the door, Tami opened it for him.

"Hi ajushi!" she greeted, but Dong Gun didn't greet her the way she was expecting. He looked at her with piercing eyes.

"Why weren't you answering your phone?" Dong Gun asked.

Tami remembered she saw Dong Gun's missed calls on her cellphone LCD, "Oh... I'm sorry ajushi! I was supposed to call you but I forgot! Sang Woo-shi and I were having so much fun!" she said with a big smile.

"Next time... when I tell you that I'm coming back for you, you should stay right where you are," Dong Gun said, walking around the house and removing his coat. "Do you know how long I waited for you? I didn't even know where you were or what was happening to you!"

"Ajushi... miahn hae..." Tami said, softly, following Dong Gun to the kitchen. He poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down the table. Tami didn't know what to say. It was the first time she encountered Dong Gun in such a mood, and it was not nice to see.

More minutes of silence passed. Tami just stood at the doorway of the kitchen, while Dong Gun finished his cup of coffee. After he was through, he washed his cup and left the kitchen, passing Tami without a word.



Tami was restless that night. She tried talking to Dong Gun, but he was not answering her. She knocked at his door, but he didn't open it. She was sad that she made Dong Gun upset, and she wondered what could make him forgive her.

It was four in the morning, and she still couldn't sleep. She tiptoed down the stairs and went to the kitchen to get a drink. While she was at it, she looked through all the stuff that Dong Gun had in the kitchen to see if there was anything special she could cook for him. Once she found some things she figured she could experiment with, she started cooking, humming and singing like she did whenever she cooked.

Little did she know that Dong Gun woke up in the wee hours also, and silently watched her while she worked. Even then, he didn't say anything. After a while, he went up and got some sleep again.

It was almost six in the morning when Tami finished cooking, and she started washing all the dishes she used before serving the food she cooked. She worked quickly, even though she already felt very tired and cold because of the water running through the faucet. Before seven, a lovely breakfast was waiting for Dong Gun on the table. She smiled at her work, and then tiptoed upstairs into the room she was staying in, where she finally fell asleep.

Just a few minutes after Tami went into the room, Dong Gun woke up and went down to the kitchen. He found the food that Tami cooked, along with a note written in Korean, saying: "I'm sorry, ajushi."

Dong Gun smiled and shook his head. He sighed. He must've terrified the poor girl.



It was almost noon when Tami woke up. She remembered what she'd done earlier, and thought that Dong Gun might've eaten the food she cooked already. Immediately, she sat up on the bed, and then saw a long-stemmed white rose lying just below her feet. She picked it up and found a note hanging on one of the leaves:

Dress up, sleepyhead.

Quickly, Tami freshened up and got dressed. She checked herself in the mirror to see if she looked alright, and then, holding the rose in her hand, she got out of the door.

"Good morning," Dong Gun greeted, standing just outside the door, holding a big bouquet of white roses in his hands. "I was wondering, if you had taken longer, these roses will miss their sister." He handed her the bouquet.

"Thank you..." Tami said, uneasily. She looked down at the roses, avoiding eye contact with Dong Gun.

Dong Gun lifted her chin up and saw tears clouding up her eyes, "Rule number one: no tears today," he said. Tami wiped them away before they fell on her cheeks. "Rule number two: forget last night, it didn't happen. Rule number three: let's go have some fun!" Dong Gun exclaimed, flashing his bright smile at Tami.

Tami smiled back, and Dong Gun pulled her arm, "Let's go! We've got lots of things to do!"



"We have a new rule," Dong Gun announced that afternoon while they sat on one of the benches of the amusement park they went to.

"What is it?" Tami asked.

"Call me by name."

Surprised, Tami said, "Dong Gun-shi?"

He smiled, "Right."

"But why?"

"I just want to."

"Ara seo..." Tami said. "Can I add a new rule too?"

Dong Gun peered at her, "Sure. What is it?"

"Let's buy cotton candy."

Dong Gun laughed, "Great! Let's go get some!"

Tami and Dong Gun went to the cotton candy stand and bought a stick each of cotton candy. From not so far away, Tami heard a little boy screaming. She looked back and saw a little boy pulling his mom's arm, and pointing to the cotton candy stand. Apparently, the boy's mother didn't want to buy him cotton candy, so the kid was wailing.

"Tami, here." Dong Gun gave her the cotton candy and noticed the distraction in Tami's face. "Is everything alright?"

"Yes..." Tami said, "Will you excuse me? I have to make a phone call."



"Mabuti naman. Balitaan niyo ako pag nakalabas na si Jammi ha? Baka makapagpadala na ako ng pera early next week," Tami said to her mother over the phone. She was standing a few feet away from Dong Gun, near a stall selling kites.

"Sige anak..."

"Mommy, pakausap naman kay Jammi."

Tami's mom passed the phone to her brother Jammi. "Hi, ate."

Tami smiled, "Jams, hulaan mo kung ano'ng tinitingnan ko ngayon."

"Ano?"

"Napakaraming saranggola!" Tami said, "Ang gaganda, Jams! Parang yung ginawa natin noon!" Tami exclaimed.

"Talaga, ate! Ano'ng klase?" Jammi asked.

Tami looked at the kites, "Iba-iba eh. May simple lang, may box types."

"Pagbalik mo rito, magpapalipad uli tayo ng saranggola! Gagawa ako ng box type!" Jammi said, proudly, "Tuturuan daw ako ni Kuya Kyle!"

Tami smiled at the thought of Kyle teaching Jammi how to make a kite. "Talaga?"

"Oo ate! Ay... ate, ba-bye na muna. Kasi kailangan ko nang uminom ng gamot."

"Ah, oo sige. Tatawag na lang ako uli ha?" Tami said and heard the other line go off. Tami continued looking at the kites and got hold of a red and blue kite that somewhat resembled a big butterfly. She bought the kite and walked over to Dong Gun.

"What's with the kite?" Dong Gun asked.

"I like kites." she replied, proudly, clutching the kite to her chest.

Dong Gun shook his head, "You can't fly that until spring, though."

Tami smiled, remembering something, "You know what?"

"What?"

"Someone told me once that loving a person is just like flying a kite," Tami said.

Dong Gun peered at her, "Why did he say that?"

"Because... when you fly a kite, you need to be at the right place, at the right time, and with the right circumstances. If you're not, then the kite won’t fly... or it will crash just as instantly as it took off." Tami explained. "When you love someone... everything has to be in the right place, the right time and the right circumstances, or else, it won't work."

"So are you saying that your kite is the one you love?" Dong Gun asked.

Tami looked at him, "Could be, yes. Even if the one you love is very far away from you, even if you can barely see him or her... you feel secure because you hold the strings. The strings connect you to each other. And no matter how far your loved one is, as long as you don't cut the strings... you will always be together."

Dong Gun sighed, thinking of Tami's words. Tami looked up at him, "What shall we do next?" she asked, breaking the silence. "Do we have a new rule?"

"Yup! It's called: Last one to the carousel pays for dinner!!!" Dong Gun said, laughing, and dashed towards the carousel, with Tami running and laughing along.



Christmas vacation was over, at least for Dong Gun. It was Monday morning, and he was on his way to the film set. He'd brought Tami over to Sang Woo's house so that she could finish her job there, and then he drove straight to work.

On the way to the set, he got a phone call from Yoo-Jin, inviting him to dinner. He agreed seeing her after the shoot, but she insisted to come visit him on the set.

"What for?" Dong Gun asked, "You'll just get tired."

"I just want to take a look at your set... is that too bad?"

Dong Gun sighed, "All right. Call me if you're on your way."

"Okay..."

Dong Gun ended the call and thought if he was doing the right thing, being nice to Yoo-Jin and all, preparing her for a formal break-up. He would've wanted to break it off with her over dinner that night after Christmas, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

"Damn..." he thought, "I must tell Yoo-Jin tonight."



"He did? Really?" Sang Woo asked when Tami told him not to take her anywhere anymore because Dong Gun got mad the last time. "Since when did he become so protective?" Sang Woo laughed.

"I think its because he's tired of looking for me when I get lost," Tami said. "I already got lost a couple of times in Seoul."

Sang Woo smiled at her, "I won't get tired. I'll look for you no matter how many times you get lost."

Tami blushed. "You can get all your pictures tomorrow afternoon after I get them developed. Do you have specifications on the pictures?"

"What do you mean, specifications?"

"I mean... if you want them to be 4R, 5R or 8R sized... if you want them glossy or matte, and if you want them to have borders," Tami explained.

Sang Woo shook his head, "Just make them big," he said and laughed. Tami laughed along. "You wanna watch TV?" he asked.

"If it's Korean, you have to translate for me!" Tami quipped.

"No problem!" Sang Woo said and turned the TV set on. The nightly news was already on, and there was a reporter interviewing Jeon Ji-Hyun and Lee Dong Gun on their movie set. It caught Tami's attention.

"Their movie is already being finished," Sang Woo said, obviously translating what Jeon Ji-Hyun was saying. "It might take another three weeks of shooting, and then another month or two of editing and they're ready to go."

The reporter turned to Dong Gun. "Ohh... it seems Choi Yoo-Jin was seen at the set tonight," Sang Woo said, "The reporter is grilling Dong Gun!"

Tami felt disappointed when she heard Yoo-Jin's name. "Dong Gun said she's just visiting the set. Oh... there she is!" Sang Woo said, pointing at the TV screen, "Have you seen Yoo-Jin yet? She's one of the prettiest singers I've ever seen."

"Yes. At the press ball," Tami said, forcing a smile. "She and Dong Gun-shi are very sweet."

"Ah... typical of Dong Gun, the romantic at work!" Sang Woo exclaimed. "Oh, you heard that? Oh... I’m sorry," Sang Woo said, "Yoo-Jin said she and Dong Gun might tie the knot this year! That's great! It's about time!”

Tami felt sick to the stomach.



Dong Gun waited for all the press people to leave the movie set and then pulled Yoo-Jin to one side, “"What the hell were you talking about back there? What wedding?"

"Aren't we going to get ---"

"Married?" Dong Gun asked, "Are you crazy? After what you did to me?"

Yoo-Jin pouted like a little girl, "I thought you already forgave me."

"Forgave you, yes. Loved you... again... no. It's over, Yoo-Jin," Dong Gun said, "I finally had the courage to say it, thanks to you."

"What? It can't be over!!!"

"It is. It has long been over," Dong Gun said softly, "You just loved playing pretend you got so used to it."