"Joon-ho, do you know me?" This question, how do I answer it?

Sung-min, an S-class Esper with frozen properties, stood before me, asking the one question I wished he wouldn't ask. Those icy blue eyes of his held such curious suspicion that it almost looked cute to me.

I had been glued to him for a while, doing whatever reckless thing I thought could catch his attention and divert whatever disaster that could ruin the harmony.

And all this was because I was a transmigrator, one who knows a future that's yet to unfold.

And in the future, he...will kill me.

Okay, that's rather harsh.

Let's put it this way. This walking glacier had a massive breakdown which took more than half of the city, including me, and turned it into a frozen city. 

I had a spear of ice lodged through my body, but even then, he was a man I loved to the depths of hell, and through a miracle, I was able to come back a few years before the disaster and meet him again.

But I guess I've been a little too familiar with him. I know his secrets, his habits, his loneliness, and maybe a little of everything else. That's why he's starting to suspect me.

So, Sung-min, how do you want me to answer this question?

"Yes," I said to him, smiling. "You're S-class Esper, Lee Sung-min... and my future boyfriend."

Sung-min's voice snapped me out of my thoughts and I blinked, realizing I had been staring into space, lost in the past for quite a while. 


He was already a few feet ahead, looking back at me with that usual unreadable expression of his.


I laughed, quickly shaking off the daze. 


This was a new start after all. Though I may never be able to erase the past from my heart, I was ready to create a new future with him. I was that capable this time.


Then, like it was the most natural thing in the world, I hurried over and slipped my hand through his arm, resting my head on him and he didn't pull away.


Ah, this really made it seem like we were already lovers. We were already back to the past where all we wanted to think of was each other's smile, a conversation that brought smiles to our lips, and a hot meal that warmed to the cold emptiness of this house.


Chapter 45 - That's one way to put it