He was wearing all black, except for his shoes, which was red. He looked like a stalker. He was wearing a black hoodie, black pants, and a black hat. “Neo..!” he said pointing at my face.

“Are you that torai!” and I realized I was crossing the line. His eyes widened and it looked like he was ready to hit me.

“BWO!! TORAI??!!” he lifted his right hand and I thought that he wanted to give me a punch but failed. He cursed and I realized that he was in a lot of pain. “Gwanchanayo?” I asked him looking at his hand. Before he could answer, his phone rang.

”JEON JUNGKOOK!!” I heard someone screaming on the phone. His reaction showed that he was pissed off. He answered, “Wae hyung! I was only eating ramyeon! I know! Stop overreacting! Na gwaenchana.”

He looked at me as I was staring at him the whole time, “What are you looking at?! Aren’t you going to eat that ramyeon?!” He went back to his eating.

I forgot that I was here for food. I couldn’t help it, I was so hungry so I ate quickly. Fast, precisely. I finished my ramyeon before him. While I was slurping my last strand of ramyeon, he looked at me with his eyes, making a face that made me feel like I’m a beggar eating good food for the first time.

"Waeyo, I'm hungry." defending myself from his judgemental look. "Keundae, gwanchanayo? Keugae, your hand. Does it hurt?" I asked him. He looked at his hand and smirked. "This is nothing compared to what I usually got." He finished his foo