Dong Joon's eyes followed Min Jee's movements who was cooking by the kitchen with his palms on his cheeks. Her oversized dandelion-colored shirt flung wide to her knees and her bangs tied up revealed her shimmering forehead.

"Are you sure you don't need my help?" he asked.

"What do you take me for?" she said and pushed the bridge of her glasses.

She placed the food on the table one after another. The flavors of bibimbap, dumplings, and bossam (Korean pork belly) showered him with a satisfying aroma.

"Alright. Let's dig in," she said.

"Thank you."

She grabbed the chopstick and tasted the food.

"So you've finally met Sun Hee."...