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The next morning, Chunji came to your door. He rang your doorbell and waited. A minute later, the door opened. His face fell at the horrible sight of you, “Noona…”

Your hair was unkempt and your eyes were a puffy mess.

Chunji stepped inside and touched your face, “Are you okay?”

“Yes.” You waved his hand away and shut the door.

“I don’t think you are.” He said. “Then why are you asking?” You asked.

Chunji blinked in shock, “Noona…”

You sighed, “I’m tired, Chunji. Please go home. I don’t want to see anyone today.”

“Not even me?” He smiled. “Especially not you.” You turned around and walked into your bedroom.

His face fell *She must really be upset.* Chunji followed you, “Noona.” He caught your wrist and spun you around, “Noona, please.” You looked away with a heavy sigh. “I hate it when you cry.” Chunji whispered as he touched your swollen eyelids. He sat you down on the edge of the bed, “Wait here.” Chunji left the bedroom.

You heard clangs and bangs and wondered what he was doing. Chunji came back with a bag full of ice. He crouched down in front of you and grabbed a towel. “Close your eyes.” They automatically did as he rested the ice on your eyes. You gave a little gasp at the cold and shivered.

“Your pretty face is all swollen up, noona.” Chunji tenderly iced your eyes. You