Kwang Soo wakes up to the smell of Ji Hyo’s perfume permeating the air in their bedroom, he thought he might find her in the dining area, preparing their breakfast as she would on days like these. But instead, she finds a bowl of soup on the table with a yellow sticky note attached on the lid: “Just heat it up before you eat”. He smiles at her sweet gesture, he figured last night was just probably due to exhaustion from finishing her movie filming. But as the tall man waits for the bowl of soup to finish heating up in the microwave, he paces back and forth. His wife has no schedule today, she was supposed to be off for a week. So as he wonders about Ji Hyo's whereabouts, he strides into their bedroom to fumble with the pillows and throw the blanket around to search for his phone. A loud thud then signals him that he had found it, face down on the floor beside the bed. As he bends down to reach for it, the microwave beeps loudly, letting him know that the food was ready.

Using the sleeves of his knitted sweater to cover his hands, he takes the hot bowl onto the dining table and plops down on one of the seats as he dials for his wife’s number.

Her phone started ringing, so he waits. Then it rings again. And again. And again. He kept on waiting, but she does not answer. So instead, he sends her a brief message: “Thank you for the soup, love. It’s really good.” He types, fully aware that he hasn’t even taken a single bite of it. “Did you get called to work?”

As the message sends, he waits for a few minutes for a response, worried where she might be. Though again, she does not answer. So for now, Kwang Soo had nothing else to do but to wait. So instead, he picks up a spoon and scoops a mouthful of the now cold soup into his mouth.

Even in his sleep, Kwang Soo could hear the door opening and closing, Ji Hyo must be home. Turning on his side, he smiles sleepily at the sight of his wife. “Where were you?” He says as he pats the spot beside him, motioning for her to sit. “I was worried about you.”

“Did you eat the food I left on the table?” She replies, avoiding the question he had just asked.

“Come here. I missed you.” He says, pulling her closer to him. Kwang Soo could feel Ji Hyo hesitate but after a few s