This is a story about a knife who fell in love with a fork.

It's funny how hearing one name can make your heart skips a beat.

Just like Knife does.

She glanced at Fork.

He always looks handsome as always, she thought.

Just a second after the Knife turned her gaze, someone greeted her.

"Hey Knife,"

Knife gasped. It was Fork who greeted her.

"Hi, Fork.." Knife greeted him back shyly.

"How are you doing?"

"I'm doing fine, thanks.. How about you?"

"Me too, hehe. Well.. Long time no talk, eh?"

At this rate, Knife's heart was pounding.

"Yep.. Teehee. It's been awhile since we last talked."

They freezed for a moment.

"Umm.. Knife,"

Knife's heart beat even faster.

"Y-yes?"

"I.. I'd like to apology to you,"

"Apology? What for? I already forgave you. Teehee,"

"Haha thanks.. No― I'm serious. Knife, I'm sorry.. But, I have to leave you.."

Fork stared at her with such a guilty face.

"Leave me? What do you mean?"

"You know.. We used to share and do everything when we're together. It's because we're feeling lonely. But now.."

"Oh― I think I got your point. There must be someone else you like, right?"

"Yes.. I'm sorry Knife, really sorry. But we can be ordinary friends.."

Great, this is it. Fork knew my feeling and now.. Knife inhale deeply.

"Haha.. Never mind. I've expected this might be happened soon. Okay. We're friends now,"

Knife tried to smile. And she did. But it was a faux one.

"I feel like I've dumped you.. Sorry, and thanks, Knife. You're so kind,"

She almost melt to heard this.

"Yup that's okay hahaha.. But, I hope you'll never forget me, Fork. No matter what,"

"Don't worry about that,"

Knife and Fork laughed.

But then, they didn't say anything for the rest of the night. Even when the steaks were all eaten, and they were put back to their own kitchen drawer.

Knife sighed.

She knew from the start, that no matter how big her love for Fork is, things won't changed for her.

Her love is an unrequited one.

Fork is destined to be with the Spoon.

At most cases, Knife could only cut better if she was together with Fork.

But Fork― no matter what dish he was in, he could only together with Spoon to make a perfect set.

"I already knew the consequences of being married to a spy. But I don't care. I love him so much and nobody could love me as much as he does,"

"Of course, my parent warned me and even opposed our plan to marry. But after they realized how strong our love and determination was, they couldn't help but bless our marriage,"

"At first, everything seemed not that hard. I thought that being married to a spy isn't really troublesome. And as the time goes by.. I changed my mind,"

"Problems come and go like a tidal wave. Imagine; you just got home after an exhausting day of work and then you realized that someone has broke into your house and ruined everything. And your husband- he was standing on the top of the stairs, holding a gun or other weapons, with a messy look, and a bleeding body was lying on the bottom of the stairs. It happened at least once a week- no, twice a week, with slightly different scenarios,"

"I tried my best not to be panic, scared, anxious- whatever, I'm aware that he was my husband and I was his wife, so all I can do is support his career. It's not like he didn't want a normal life or something better, but it's just not that easy to resign from his current job you know; since you're working for the government on numerous dangerous mission, every single of your act is being counted. So you can't just walk out from it and live your life peacefully,"

"But everything seems so complicated when we knew that we were going to be a parent, after 3 years of our marriage. However, our child deserves a better, secure life.."

"That's when the conflict started to begin. I remember back then, I wasn't home for business trip and I left our baby to my husband, though I was kinda worried, when a number of intruders broke into our house, tried to kill my husband. Unexpected to him, I went home earlier, and saw all the mess. Before I left, he had sworn to protect our baby no matter what. But I cried, I took our baby from his arms, then drove to my parent's house, left my husband alone for about a week."

"When we finally reunited, he said he want to talk over everything. He also made apology to me. Frankly speaking, I'm no longer wanted that kind of life, especially when we already have kids, but what could I do? After all, I truly love him, and I'll try to be by his side through any situations. Yeah, maybe I can, but I didn't think our child would make it. And as I expected, my husband asked me the toughest question; 'do you want to leave and end this?',"

"I never really answered his question. And one day, I found out that he already- or he were trying- to quit from his job, for our sake,"

"I asked him about that but he told me to pack up and brought my passport along with our baby instead. He said that we're going to move to Greece where we could live more securely, and somehow he already bought a small house there, so we just need to move,"

"But at the same night when we were going to catch the flight, everything changed. It rained so heavily, my husband drove our car madly, and it turned out that some people were chasing after him, he may already quit, but those people never really stop chasing him,"

"And I knew that our baby and I were such a burden. It still rained heavily when I regained my consciousness, and saw my husband's body all covered in blood, while people taking him to the ambulance,"

"Thanks God our baby didn't get injured at all, but my husband.. I knew he successfully killed those people but he was badly injured, and even he was a very great agent, everyone has their own limits; and that was my husband's limit,"

"At his funeral, not a single drop of tear falling from my eyes. Well.. I couldn't even cry. I thought I've spent all my tears in the hospital. And I knew, he died as a hero and as a good father or husband who tried to protect his baby and his wife from danger, until his very last time,"