As Myungsoo went into his house and turned back to close the gate, he saw you walking into

your house. * What? That nerd is staying opposite me? What have I done wrong in my past life to receive this? * He

thought, paralyzed in both shock and frustration. 

                                        That night, you could see many posh cars driving into Myungsoo's house and many people

that was wearing expensive clothes emerging from the car and going into his house. You assumed that those were that

wretched boy's relatives and also assumed that they were mean and arrogant too, since they were related to Myungsoo. 

                                        ' Ding dong ' the door bell chimed. You went over to the door to open it. " Good evening, I am 

Myungsoo's mum, the one staying opposite you. Myungsoo told me that one of his friends are staying opposite him. I

came here to share with your family the kimchi that we just made, since you know our son." a tall and elegant yet, humble

and friendly lady, holding a air-tight container with a wide smile on her face said. " Thank you so much Mrs . Kim! " you

said gratefully as you bowed as low as you can after receiving the kimchi. * Myungsoo and his Mom are so different! One

is humble, the other one is as proud as a lion! Haish! * you thought after closing the door.

                                                    As you sank into the sofa, you opened the container. The familiar smell of kimchi lingred in your 

nostrils. It reminded you of your grandmother.

 FLASHBACK

                     You were running home from school crying and screaming. At that time you were still seven years old.

"Halmeoni! Halmeoni! Tiffany and Yuri stole my lunch and I didn't have any money to buy any food and I was very

hungry........." you cried as you spouted incoherent words and lied on your grandmother's lap." Hush........ Come here,

Halmeoni made you some kimchi. " your Halmeoni said soothingly and kissed your forehead. You immediately stopped

crying and ate the kimchi greedily.  

                                     You took a bite of a piece of lettuce and touched the place were your grandmother kissed you

and a drop of tear cascaded down  your face. That drop of tear quicky turned into a rain of tears. When you heard the

jangling of the keys at the door, you held the box of kimchi tight in your hands and quickly ran up to your room. You

locked the door and pulled a piece of tissue out of the tissue box and wiped the tears off your tear stained face and tried

to study to distract yourself from the sadness, but you couldn't. As you didn't draw up the curtains, Myungsoo saw you

crying when he walked out of his house to go for his evening jog.

                                  * Why is that nerd crying? Should I go comfort her? * Myungsoo thought, looking at you. * Wait, why am I 

being so soft? * furrowed his eyebrows and continued jogging.