Six months passed.
From inside a private, massive, glass-garden venue, covering nearly a hectare in space, people gathered to their seats, awaiting the final moment.
Above, they could see the shining skies. The stars were gleaming, seemingly in encouragement of that special night; Geun and Ara's wedding. Nothing stood in the way of the magnificent view. The skies were part of the natural decors that night.
At the center of the aisle was a huge gap. It was as if a car could fit through it. While it was clearly the path where the bride was to make her walk. The supposed carpet was not like any other. It was made of thick and hard rubber, in the color of red, standing out on the black and tiled floor.
