Chapter 50. Thoughts (2)

"JunKoo is really handsome," Mom said, and I looked over at JunKoo in the corner of the room, sorting something out on his computer. He looked up and laughed upon hearing Mom's comment. "Who do you resemble more in your family?"

"They say I'm a mix of my parents," he smiled at her, all proud. "But to me, it doesn't matter. Both of them are beautiful, but I think I resemble my mom."

"She must be beautiful indeed," I smiled at him and winked playfully. "Look at what a cutie her son is."

Mom laughed beside me, covering her mouth and looking at the sleeping baby in the stroller next to us.

"I have a photo album my mom gave me," JunKoo said, closing his laptop and coming over to us. "I'll go get it for you to see."

"Like the ones grandmothers have?" I asked him.

JunKoo nodded and practically ran up the stairs to our room.

Jiwan next to me