Hwang Hyunjin

You've been dating for two years, but like many couples, you've been forced into the army.

You're sitting hugging each other, Hyun's head is about to be shaved, and tomorrow he's leaving.

• Don't leave.

Hyun: I can't, my love.

After the farewell party, you fell asleep hugging each other, and in the morning you saw him off. You felt sad at home, since you only called each other once a week on weekends.

A year later. Demobilization. You're standing there in a beautiful dress; you've become even more beautiful in the past year, your hair longer. You're standing there, the train has pulled in, and guys are starting to get off. You see Hyun, his shoulders broad, his arms even stronger and more muscular. He sees you and immediately approaches. You press yourself against each other.

• Darling...

Hyun: Darling... I missed you so much He handed you a bouquet of your favorite flowers

You spent the whole evening together: hugging, kissing, eating, and he breaks the silence.

Hyun: Darling...

— What? He hands you a velvet box, inside is a neat, elegant ring without any unnecessary details, just the way you like it.

Hyun: Will you be my wife?~