Ren's story when she finds out that Jae drew the pick of her:
Ren: mmmm...what?...is......is....dat me?....what?....it...it can't be...(looks at the artist) Jae?!...it's not...is it?
Jae (walks in the gallery): Ren?!...uhhh....huh....what are you doing here?
Ren: Jae?! ummm....heh...nothing...it's uh...I just....nnnn...had a weird...uhhh....nevermind.....it can't....it just....it's not possible....I uh....I guess I'll see you..
Jae: are you wondering about the painting?....the one that I drew of you?
Ren: ....what?
Jae: I saw you....that day you cried in front of me....at the beach in America...I was there....you...looked lonely.......
Ren: .....what? (tears falls)...you were there?...why didn't you.......you didn't tell me...you just drew a pick of me? (turns around to walk away)
Jae: I love you! (Ren stopped walking) I fell in love with you....that day at the beach....you looked very pretty....I'm sorry I didn't tell you...I just thought
Ren: (turned around) even if you didn't know me...you fell in love with me?
Jae: cause I know...that God made us meet in purpose
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