When Jeong Won said it was fate, actually he wasn’t really sure. Son Jin Ae was more likely heading somewhere else and might go down the bus any minute without even sparing him a glance. But they had already passed the town before her grandmother's village and she was still sleeping.
The last stop was where he was heading to and he was so sure that it was not possible for her to head there too. It was a rather small village and people there knew one another. Even though houses were separated by vast farms, people were so connected to each other that one knew what each other were up to.
The bus stopped.
It was notable that aside from the driver, the only remaining people inside the bus were Jeong Won and Jin Ae. Hesitating for a second, Jeong Won glanced at Jin Ae whose eyes were still closed and ears stuck with earphones.