http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8d1cdANA6UU

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You freshened up then went to the kitchen to make dinner. You marinated ribs and chopped vegetables into a spicy soup. Pleasant aroma filled the kitchen. You tasted the soup and beamed *It tastes pretty good! I hope Junhyung oppa will like it. He got too thin lately. I need to fatten him up.*

At the thought of him enjoying your food, you happily skipped around while humming one of his happy tunes. You set the table for two. You took the oven mitts off and walked over to the door.

You knocked on the door, “Oppa, come and eat.” Again, there was no response.

You opened the door, “Junhyung oppa, come and eat-“

You gasped with widened eyes.

Junhyung was kneeling on the floor clutching onto his head.

“Oppa!” You ran over, “Oppa, gwenchana? Should I get your medicine?!” He felt like puking. He had to ball his hands up into fists. His knuckles turned pale and hands started to shake.

You glanced around for the medicine bottle. You opened the drawers and finally found it. You grabbed it and came over, “Here-“

Junhyung snatched the medicine away, “Get out-“

“But-“

“Go and eat.” He pushed you out.

Before you could protest, the door had slammed in your face. You blinked in surprise. Stunned, you went back to the kitchen and just sat down. You stared at the yummy food. The excitement had faded at once.

Junhyung leaned against the door and clutched onto his aching head. He let out a wretched sound of pain. Junhyung held his hands out. They were starting to shake badly. *Damn. Why now? Why does it all have to start when she comes? . I don’t want her to see me like this. It’s so pathetic.* He curled his hands into tight fists and looked up at the ce