Chapter 3: Doorsteps and Coincidences
The house at 7-21 Haneul-dong was cozy, pots of flowers by the door. My heart pounded as I rang the bell.
A little boy opened it, eyes huge. "MR. PEBBLE!!!" He threw himself at the dog, sobbing into its fur. "You came back!"
I knelt. "He's safe now."
Footsteps came from inside. Someone taller. Sleep-ruffled hair. Bare feet.
And when I looked up, my breath caught.
Kang Joon.
And he was looking right at me.