2. I HAVE TO MAKE IT

...KANG SO YEON ...

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“ Thank you so much Soo yeon, you’ve always helped me beyond walking my dog, here have these side dishes, I made them for you.” Ms. Cho Gyuri, an unmarried woman in her mid sixties says to me as she pushes a wrapped flask into my hands with s smile.

At some point I grew on her and would stay with her if I was less busy because we were both lonely and I cherished her like my own family even though I can give her nothing.

“ Ajumma this is too much after all, I didn’t do much.” I say trying to push the food back.

“ Oh my poor So-yeon, I would really get angry if you reject this food. Look at you, your face is pale and your skin is dry, look you have eye bags . My poor So-yeon isn’t feeding well and isn’t taking care of herself, the least this granny can do is to take care of you right?” She replies with a smile while touching my cheek.

So she has been watching me .

“ Then I’ll have no choice but to take this food home Grandma.” I say and hug the flask yo my chest.

“ Yes, yes, yes you do that. Make sure you eat it and make sure you come tomorrow morning I have something important to tell you.” She says patting my arm.

“ Sure grandma, I’ll come very early tomorrow so that I can get your important message. If that’s all then I’ll take my leave then.” I begin to walk out of her compound.

“ Sure good child” We both wave at each other until I had finally left her house.

**“ Gosh, it’s good to be good to these old folks, who knew she’d be my top benefactor. But still I have to make money and repay all her kindness. “ **I say to myself and begin to walk to my house which was a few stops away.

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“ Okay and that would be 500 won, please scan the QR code to make payments.” Now this is me already at my second part time job.and it will soon be time for me to close up.

The customer thanked me and left even giving me a tip and of course I thanked her. The jingling of the bell made me know that someone had entered and I looked up and found a very tall guy dressed in all black.

What sort of dress code is that? It’s not like we’re in some action movie or sort.

Soon enough the eerie looking man came up the counter and dropped a lot of beers and snacks on the table.

Sure enough he’s s guy it’s what he can handle. Seeing this amount of beer reminds me of a certain somebody.

“ Bloody bastard.” I muttered to myself without thinking because thinking about that bastard made me irritated.

“ I’m sorry but were you talking to me?” The guy asks.

Oops. I’ve really offended someone now, what to do??

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