Moonbyul was holding onto two things right now. An umbrella ready to guide her to an early morning class and the hand of the girl she was crushing on for full 2 months, envolving her arm, giving her the warm she was needing to move her legs and go wherever she wanted to.It was her choice to make to where they (and things) were going to. ForewordYongsun and Moonbyul share the same Wednesday classes together and in a cold rainy spring morning, Yongsun was without an umbrella and well, Moonbyul had one.And a big urge to ask Yongsun out. a/n: my 1st moonsun fic yay!! its my second fic i post online (b-day surprise) and i hope you guys like it!!