A VIP table is placed in a corner of the restaurant, with only two chairs around it. Their appearance is different from the other tables and chairs in the place.
A silver vase filled with blue water lilies, symbolizing spiritual purity and rebirth, is placed in the vase.
Sun-hee enjoys the romantic and peaceful ambiance of the restaurant and is delighted to be here.
There are several circular dining tables for 4 and 6 people scattered across the hall. The space is dramatically lit with special lighting. A unique melody, with a soft tone, is playing in the background.
Sun-hee sits on the chair, deep in thought. A can of soda sits on the table, and another can is nearly finished.
Her gaze is fixed on the entrance door.
Hyun-ho, a skilled chef with a body like a heavyweight boxer, is secretly watching Sun-hee. He has been running this restaurant for several years.
His waiter, who has been working here for over five years, His young fiancée has recently joined him at work.
Sun-hee picks up the glass and pours the remaining soda into it, signals to the waiter and shows him the empty can.
Kim enters the restaurant and walks over to Sun-hee, sitting beside her.
"Hello honey. Sorry, I'm late. Really Sorry."
Sun-hee looks at Kim with joy and softly whispers in his ear.
"Hello, dear. Don't worry. This place is so great. Why haven't we come here before?"
Hyon-ho places a medium-sized steel dish on the table and respectfully expresses his appreciation for Kim's presence.
"Hello, Mr. Kim. Welcome."
Two cold cans of soda, with beads of dew running down their sides, are in a steel container filled with ice.
Kim gazes at Hyon-ho with his usual neutral expression.
"Hello. Thank you."
"Honey, we'll talk about it later," Kim whispers in Sun-hee's ear.
Despite his intimidating size, Hyon-ho behaves very politely and calmly.
"Sir… madam… your dinner is ready. Shall I bring it for you?"
Kim glances at Sun-hee. "Dinner?"
Sun-hee nods. "Yes. Thanks."
Kim gives Hyon-ho a quick, somewhat harsh look.
"Yes. Please."
Sun-hee notices this look but behaves as if she didn't see anything. She doesn't want to ruin this beautiful evening with other thoughts.
Hyon-ho heads to the kitchen to prepare Kim and Sun-hee's romantic dinner.
Sun-hee looks at Kim's clothes.
"Dear, are you very tired today? What did you do?"
"Tonight, let's not talk about work… let's just talk about me and you, honey… What did your father really say? How did he agree? I still can't believe it!"
"Looks like you're in a so hurry, Mr. Kim?"
"Honey!... it's been 10 years. I don't think that's a short time. I'm both in a so hurry and out of patience. We should've already raised 6 kids by now."
Sun-hee's face turns red from embarrassment. She hides her face behind the blue water lilies and quietly complains to Kim.
"Mr. Kim!!!... that's inappropriate. Lower your voice. This isn't something you talk about loudly."
"What? Six kids?"
Sun-hee still hides her embarrassed face behind the blue lilies.
"Whenever you're ready, there's a way to reach that."
Kim is surprised and doesn't understand Sun-hee's meaning. He shrugs, seemingly waiting for a clear response from her.
Hyon-ho, along with the waiter and accountant, sets the dinner table for Kim and Sun-hee.
Kim is still staring at Sun-hee, his breath caught in his chest, waiting for a clear and simple answer.
"Ms. Park?"
"Yes dear. He agreed."
Kim smiles contentedly, takes a deep breath, and exhales slowly, like someone in a moment of peace.
Hyon-ho notices the situation and excitement shines in his eyes.
"Such good news. Congratulations! I'm really happy for you, Sir… Ma'am… Tonight, dinner is on me."
"Thank you. I still can't believe it myself."
The dinner table is fully set. Hyon-ho brings a glass of wine just for Sun-hee. He smiles.
"If you need anything, just let me know… Ma'am… Enjoy your romantic dinner."
With a smile, Sun-hee nods politely at Hyon-ho.
Kim glares at Hyon-ho with a hidden, angry look, but his tone is sincere.
"Thank you. It looks delicious."
Sun-hee looks at Kim and begins to eat.
Kim gazes at Sun-hee with a happy expression.
'Just a moment ago, he glared at Hyon-ho. If he has a problem with this man, why did he suggest this place for this great celebration?' These are the thoughts Sun-hee has in her mind.
"How did your father agree?"
"I told him that I suggested running away to America."
Kim is surprised and thinks to himself.
"But… but I was the one who suggested that to you!"
Sun-hee is very hungry and eats with great appetite. While chewing, she stares at Kim.
"Dear, I know you said that, but my father doesn't know. I took advantage of the situation for us. "I said I made you an offer, but you didn't accept."
Kim is impressed by Sun-hee's cleverness.
Sun-hee swallows her food and takes a sip of wine.
"Apparently, you don't want to eat, my dear. Aren't you hungry?"
"No… actually, I'm very hungry. But… I still can't believe your father agreed! I'm still in shock."
"Yes, I know dear. Just i don't understand why he wants to leave the country?! He hasn't been anywhere for years?"
"It doesn't matter, babe. As soon as he returns, I'll go after him. Whatever he says, I'll accept it without question."
Sun-hee gestures at Kim to eat, giving him a soft, encouraging smile
"Eat, sweetie. Don't let it get cold."
Kim picks up his chopsticks. He hesitates for a moment and looks lost in thought.
Sun-hee signals him again to eat.
Kim begins to eat quickly.
Sun-hee looks around the room.
"Apparently, everyone here knows you, dear. You must be an important person. hahahaha."
Kim remains completely indifferent and cold, not reacting.
"No, honey. I'm not important. I'm just very lovable."
Kim winks at Sun-hee.
Sun-hee laughs softly, her face turning pink as she hides behind the blue water lilies, her eyes peeking out shyly.
"ma'am, did you notice the difference between the tables?"
Sun-hee pays attention and sees the difference.
"That's right. Didn't I notice."
Kim smiles cunningly.
"Because you were thinking about our marriage. This table is reserved for me. I always notify Mr. Choi one hour before I come, and he keeps it empty for me."
Kim points to the table several times, emphasizing his words.
"This table is my reservation… well now, it's just for us. Me and you."
"What do you mean it's your reservation, my dear?"
"I bought it myself and left it here. It's exclusively ours. VIP table – VIP dinner. Everything was prepared in advance, darling."
"Wow, you're really strange. Strange and unpredictable."
"Well, does that mean it's good or bad?"
Sun-hee picks up her wine glass and takes a sip.
"Whatever you are, I love you. I love you with all my heart, my dear. I don't care who you were or what you've done. The only thing that matters is that I know you're a good person now. There's no wrongdoings in you… you're honest… that's enough for me. Also, I have no problem with the things you do to help others. On the contrary, it makes me happy, my dear."
Kim, with some frustration, places his chopsticks on the table.
"Is that all?! I don't do anything else interesting for you?!"
Sun-hee thinks for a moment while drinking wine… she shakes her head in disagreement. She stares at Kim's clothes.
"Dear, there's a proverb: 'Clothes make the man.' Do you know what that means?"
Kim glares at Sun-hee. He looks at the clothes he's wearing.
Indifferently, he picks up his chopsticks and continues eating.
"Well, many people don't have even those two qualities, honey. I'm a special person. Not because of all the traits I have that some people don't see, hahahaha."
Kim looks at Sun-hee with a loving and affectionate gaze.
"It's because I have you. That's the only thing that makes me special, my love."
Sun-hee is surprised by Kim's words. He's never been the romantic type. She smiles.
"My dear… when they say 'Clothes make the man,' they mean that dressing well is very important."
Kim looks at himself.
"Is there something wrong with my clothes?"
"You always wear black… it's not a good color."
Kim gazes into Sun-hee's eyes and leans forward to see her eyes more clearly.
"Black is a beautiful color, sweetheart. To me, black is the color of love. Just like the color of your kind eyes."
Sun-hee so laughs.
"Wow... now I'm convinced, sweetheart. Who taught you these romantic words?"
Sun-hee places her now-empty wine glass on the table.
"Three… three qualities. I forgot honesty. Even though you speak honestly, now you've added smooth talking to your qualities, dear. Be happy, now there are four."
Kim sticks out his tongue playfully, grinning as he does.
"Yeah, my tongue is smooth, honey. Because the food is so greasy and juicy."
Sun-hee squints her eyes and stares deeply at Kim.
"Sweet-talker, athlete, and your style is great, dear. Remember to always work out. Even when we're old, you should keep your style like this, my love."
Kim looks at Sun-hee with a mysterious smile.
"Honey, do you know to burn this fat, we need to take a few shots… to keep my style."
"Mr. Kim…! Not tonight. No way. We need to have a good memory without being drunk. After 10 years, something good finally happened. We're about to get married soon… tonight, no drinking."
Without saying anything, Kim gestures to Sun-hee and the empty wine glass on the table next to the plate.
Sun-hee becomes very serious and firmly speaks.
"My heartthrob… you should never drink. You get so bad and… and you become really scary. It's a rule between me and you. Alright, dear?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Good boy… you know one of the best qualities women love today? … A man who listens and He says, yes ma'am. It's actually a trend."
Kim nods in agreement but secretly laughs. They both laugh together.
Sun-hee has no appetite left for the food.
Kim is still eating. He puts his stomach. "Ugh, I'm full. I can't eat anymore."
Kim continues eating quickly, even though he says he's full.
During this time, Kim looks at his watch several times. He's completely focused on the time.
"Dear… eat a bit slower. It's a bad habit. It's rude. A few days from now, I won't let you eat like this anymore."
Kim glares at Sun-hee, squinting his eyes.
"How many days, ma'am? Be specific, how many… days?"
Kim looks around and slowly approaches Sun-hee.
"How many days, ma'am? I'll count the days until you come and try to stop me from eating so quickly… but until then!"
Kim continues eating quickly.
"Until then, I'll eat like this. hahahaha."
Kim signals the waiter to turn on the TV.
"SBS 8 News channel."
It seemed as though Kim knew in advance that some news was coming, news that might be airing at that very moment on that channel. Sun-hee looked at him with a gaze full of surprise, yet she couldn't find any reason for his strange behavior.
The waiter takes the remote and turns on the TV, tuning it to the national news and incidents channel.
Sun-hee is still embarrassed by Kim's eating style. She looks around.
"Dear, it's rude. Eat slower."
Sun-hee picks up the soda and pours some into Kim's glass.
Kim seemed to have his mind elsewhere.
While Sun-hee gently urged him, he remained oblivious to her words, staring ahead as if nothing in this moment could pull him away from his thoughts.
A cold, lifeless smile lingered on his lips, and there was no sign of attention toward Sun-hee.
Even when she called out to him again, Kim appeared to be lost in his own world, like a small flame being snuffed out by the wind of a storm.
Kim's smile faded, leaving only a shadow of something unreadable, as if a storm had quietly settled behind his eyes, hiding secrets that no one dared to uncover.
His right leg began to shake slowly, as if hidden anger and accumulated stress were slowly revealing themselves.
The shaking gradually intensified and even shook the dining table.
Sun-hee noticed the slight tremor of the dining table.
Kim stops eating and picks up his glass of soda.
Kim glares at the table and the empty plate of food.
Sun-hee feels a chill from Kim's dual nature, but deep down, she knows he would never harm her.
"His illness hasn't fully healed yet," is what Sun-hee thinks to herself.
Everyone's attention in the restaurant is on the TV, except for two…
The news reports a violent and bloody attack in which multiple attackers targeted a lone citizen.