Previously:
Chapter One Chapter Two Disclaimer: Kang Shin-woo belongs to the Hong sisters, creators of You're Beautiful.
Author's Notes: Thank you to
min7girl,
naddyamal, and
insanemr_taxi for reviewing the last chapter, and to
blissfreak and Dee for the SKKS reviews! Have a restful Sunday, everyone!
PS Replies to reviews, especially later in the week, might be a little late - I'm going to Korea (again)! :D But I'll be back in time to post the last chapter of this fic. I just hope I'll have it ready by then :-p
Chapter Three
Valentine's Day was sort of a big deal at Ha-neul's school. It wasn't because all the kids were planning to give or receive presents that day (they were only in elementary school, after all), but everyone was eager to find out who among the older, more courageous girls would make any romantic gestures and reveal which boys they liked.
Ha-neul didn't plan to be one of them. She felt conspicuous enough as it was and didn't need to give anyone any more reason to stare at or whisper about her. Besides, her mother had told her that girls should never be too "forward" around boys.
But she did want to give something to A Certain Someone for being so nice....
"Are you going in or not?" an impatient voice asked. A group of high school girls stood behind her, waiting to enter the stationery store.
Blushing, she led the way inside. They broke away from her quickly and made a beeline for the gift section, which was full of stuffed animals, mugs, and picture frames in festive pink, red, and white. Ha-neul thought the gifts were cute, but dismissed them immediately as being too personal. Besides, she couldn't very well give him anything pink.
Her best option, she eventually decided, was to just give him a card. She had to go through the entire display to find one with a message that wasn't too flowery, but since it was such a small thing and there were so many last-minute shoppers, she bought it and smuggled it into the house without incident.
Ha-neul felt rather bold, giving a boy a valentine, but she told herself that she wasn't completely disobeying her mother. She was just going to give him a card, instead of something more conspicuous and sentimental like a gift or a letter. She wasn't even going to sign her name.
That wasn't too "forward," was it?
Even though some of his friends received valentines, Shin-woo wasn't expecting to get anything himself, and so he was surprised to find the red envelope in his locker during lunch.
At first, he thought it had been slipped in there by mistake, but saw his name written on the envelope. Inside was a card with a drawing of a rosy-cheeked girl holding a heart on the front. The message was simple, just Happy Valentine's Day to someone special, but the sender had added Thank you for being my friend on the bottom.
It clearly wasn't a love letter, or a gift given with all the pomp of a major production, but it was something: the first valentine he had ever received from someone who wasn't his mother. (He was sure that it wasn't from his mother-or anyone else he knew, for that matter-because, even though there was no name to let him know whom the card was from, the handwriting wasn't familiar.) And wasn't it nice to be thanked for being someone's friend?
Shin-woo looked around to see if anyone was watching him for a reaction and, seeing no one nearby, allowed himself a smile.
Although it was true that no one was near him, someone was standing several lockers away, watching his every move. Ha-neul peered at him through the slits in her own locker door, holding her breath as she waited for his reaction to her card.
Her cheeks turned pink when she saw him smile. She had been sure that he wouldn't laugh or throw it away, but she also hadn't expected him to look so pleased by it. Shin-woo probably hadn't received a valentine from a girl before.
That means mine was the first!
Ha-neul watched Shin-woo tuck her card inside one of his books, close his locker, and make his way to their classroom. She hid her face as he walked past her, and waited a few minutes before following suit. As she walked down the corridor, she wondered whether she should have signed her name to the card.
No, she thought, sending him the card was enough for now.
Someday, when they were closer, she would get the courage to tell him the card was from her.
That summer, Ha-neul's father signed a contract to play for another basketball team and the family had to move to Seoul. Ha-neul cried as they drove out of town, not only because they were leaving the only home she had ever known, but also because she had lost her chance to let Kang Shin-woo know that the valentine had come from her.