Woohyun’s P.O.V.

“Hey cutie, it’s time to wake up now.” I said to the cute boy sleeping next to me on the floor.

“Argh… hyung it’s Saturday today. Can’t you let me rest a while more?” he yawned.

“Aish… fine only five minutes more!” I yelled into his ear.

“Aish!” he whined and covered his head with the blanket. I went back to the kitchen to continue frying the pancakes.

“Hyung! Are you making breakfast?” Sungjong shouted whilst sniffing the nice, fragrant air.

“Yah! Only when there’s nice breakfast then you’re fully awake is it?”

“Hyung! You’re still not fully forgiven!” he responded and glared at me.

I went closer and whispered into his ear, “That’s why I’m making breakfast for you specially, my love.”

His face immediately flushed red and stuttered, “G-Gomawo h-hyung.” He then rushed into the bathroom to wash up.

“Sungjong-ah! Breakfast is ready!” I yelled.

“Neh!” he shouted back in response and sat down next to me.

“Mph… hyung this tastes great! When did you learn to cook?” he told me whilst eating his food.

“Ah… cooking is my favorite pastime.” I replied.

“Oh and also, when did you learn to ride a motorbike?”

“Ah… it was two weeks ago after the ceremony. I bought it with my life savings.” I explained.

He nodded understandingly and asked, “Hyung want to follow me out later? I’m going to look for a job.”

“Oh I need to get my phone repaired at the shop so you have to search on your own. But be careful, if there’s anything wrong, just come back here okay?” I cautioned.

“Neh. Bye hyung. I’m going off first.”

End of Woohyun’s P.O.V.

Sungjong’s P.O.V.

“Ah… what a refreshing day it is.” I said to myself. Now that I’ve found a job at the nearby convenience store, I’ll search for more jobs like milk and newspaper deliveries.

“Oppa!” Yookyung cried and jumped in front of me.

“Whoa! You just shortened my life by 10 years!” I exaggerated. And a series of laughter followed behind us.

“Omo! Chorong noona! Eunji and Bomi! Naeun and Yookyung! What are all of you doing here?” I asked.

“We’re stalking you.” Eunji replied playfully.

“Aniyo! Don’t listen to her. We’re having a girls’ outing today at Lotte World. Dongwoo oppa and Myungsoo are busy rushing to complete a report.” Chorong noona explained.

“Oppa what are you doing here?” Naeun questioned.

“Ah… I’m looking for a job as a delivery boy. Okay then have fun!” I waved at them and crossed the road to the delivery shop. The boss explained the addresses and procedures and I signed the contract. I had to get up early in the morning to deliver the milk bottles and newspapers before heading off to school. I was walking up the slope when I saw a group of thugs waiting outside the block, which I lived in.

“Bwoh!” I yelled and ran in the opposite direction to Woohyun hyung’s house and locked the door.

“Yah! Open the door now!” they shouted whilst banging hard onto the door.

End of Sungjong’s P.O.V.

Woohyun’s P.O.V.

I was walking up the slope when I saw a group of thugs banging hard onto my door. “Yah! What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I yelled at them.

“Oh you’re the guy that saved him on the motorbike.” One of them pointed out. And the rest started to close in on me and then they started to throw punches onto my face and stomach. I tried to retaliate back but my punches were too weak and soon, they overpowered me.

They then stopped hitting me and said, “Here’s the bank account number. We want ₩100,000,000 by tomorrow afternoon. Nothing less or else you can prepare saving for your own funeral.” And they threw the piece of scribbled writing paper onto the ground next to me.