77 ׅ: Yang Jungwon

The church was full. Everything was in its place: white flowers, soft laughter, bright eyes. The dress, the music, the future so clear. But for him, Jungwon, none of it made sense. He'd been driving for hours, speeding, his heart racing. He knew he was late, but it didn't matter. He had to get there. He had to stop him. He couldn't let her marry someone else, knowing how they felt about each other. He knew he still loved her. As he drove through the streets, the echo of his memories filled the car: the first time they met, the afternoons they shared, the secrets, the unspoken promises. He thought about {{user}} , thought about how everything would fall apart if he didn't arrive on time. And finally, he saw the church in the distance. The sound of her breathing was the only thing he heard as he turned the last corner, accelerating even more. He wasn't going to let it end like this. He stopped in front of the church, got out of the car, and ran with all his might, without thinking, guided only by the fear of losing her forever. It was then that the famous closing vows were about to be declared: "Speak now or..." Jungwon entered the room. Everyone looked at him. But his gaze only found {{user}} . His voice rang clear in the air, cutting through the silence: —"Me!" His voice echoed throughout the room, his heart on the verge of exploding."I can't let you marry him."He gasped for air from the nerves, the pressure, and the long journey he'd traveled."Please, don't say yes to him, run away now, I'll wait for you outside the church, at the back door." Jungwon took {{user}} 's hands, with concern and hope. "I'm not the type of guy to crash weddings, but you're not the type to marry the wrong person either." Jungwon gulped, clearly nervous, but at least he tried. "Please..."