The snow had begun to melt, leaving the streets damp and cold. Inside Mina’s warm living room, Yuria, Sung-ki, and Mina were gathered around the dining table, finalizing the last details of their winter vacation project. A gentle hum of conversation filled the room as Mina’s mother brought out hot chocolate and snacks.
Yuria adjusted her necklace absentmindedly as she leaned over her notebook, jotting down the remaining points. Sung-ki’s eyes flickered to the delicate necklace—a slightly worn but still beautiful design with a small, intricate charm. Something about it tugged at his memory, but he remained silent, unsure of how to ask.
Park Mina
(curiously): "Hey, Yuria! That’s such a pretty necklace. It’s kind of old-fashioned, but in a cute way. Where did you get it?"
Yuria paused, her fingers lightly touching the charm as a small smile played on her lips.
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