It is raining outside.

Usually, I would be seeing that girl in front of my house but today, it is different.

She's sitting right next to me, poking a needle on a piece of fabric while me continuing on my painting.

I know it's weird because we didn't really know each other but I just let her in, being close with me.

Maybe because I'm that alone-

Suddenly, the girl speaks.

"Mian, but what is your name?"

Her fingers still moving with her embriodery  (I didn't knew she can)

"Minghao. Xu Minghao..." I say and she replied with an 'oh' .

Silence....

"You?" I look at her once and look back at my work.

"I'm Min Yoon-ah... But I don't like that name..."

My mind  having the though of asking 'why' but I feel like it is something private. So, I just let it go.

"Then what should I call you?"

She looked at me .

"Whatever you want but not my name... you could give me a new name though,"

I remain silence, try to think out something suitable.

"How about Mindeullae?"

She do be reminding me about something called beauty and freedom...

Same goes for Dandelion...

Hearing my suggestion, she smiles.

"I love that,"