Ji Hye’s POV

That pimp muttered something under his breath and fished out 10,000 won and slapped it onto my hand.

When I was putting the money into the cashier, I remembered something that my mother told me once the pizza shop opened.

“Ji Hye-ah, if any celebrities come into our shop to buy food, get their signature, photocopy it and stick it onto the front door so more people will come into our shop, okay?”

Hmm. I should ask L.                                                                         

“Yah.” I snapped at L.

“Hmm?” L fiddled with his phone.

“C-can I have your signature?” I put on a fake smile.

“Err. Sure?” He put his phone into his pocket while I grabbed a sheet of paper and a marker.

He quickly signed it and he stuck his hand out.

“What?” I asked as I slapped his hand.

“1,000 won.” He grinned.

“Why?” I folded my arms.

“For the signature.” He smirked.

WHY YOU LITTLE…

“Tsk. Forget it.” I said as I ripped the signature.

As soon as I ripped it, the pizza was ready and was placed on the counter.

“Come back soon.” I said as I shoved the pizza at him.

I pushed him out of the door and slammed the door.

I stuck my tongue out at him as I walked back to the counter.

“Honey, did you just chase away a customer?” My father popped his head out of the kitchen.

DOUBLE UPDATE~