"I seriously suggest that you open your own restaurant. I mean, these dishes are just extraordinary!" I say with conviction. She chuckled at my remarks.

"Someday, someday. Here, help yourself with some more food," she says and pushed the bowl of kimchijjigae and tangsuyok.

I then did as she said.

"Unnie, can I tell you something?" she started. I looked up to her and nodded my head.

"Well, I've been receiving random notes from someone. That person slips it inside my locker and- Oh my gosh, Gyuri-unnie! Are you okay?!" Jisun panicked and rubbed my back. I coughed and coughed so she handed me a glass of water.

"Geez, unnie. I know my dishes are so good but you didn't have to stuff them all at once in your mouth. Now look at you, choking because of that," she says and continued to rub my back to soothe my coughing.

Duh! You're the reason of this, if only you knew.

After I recovered, I took another sip of the water and calmed myself. I shouldn't make it obvious for her and I definitely should not make a fool out of myself.

"Are you okay now? Geez, you scared me right there," she says as she still drew big circles on my back.

I nodded at her and gave her a reassuring smile, "I'm fine now. It wasn't even serious."

She glared and slapped my back, but not too strong but it still made me yelp.

"Many people die because of choking, miss Jang. It was serious," she countered. Oh no, she's mad.

I pout. "Alright, alright. I'm sorry."

Before she could say anything, her brother arrived, making me stand up and bow in greetings.

"Hey! Ohh, you're here, Gyuri-ssi," he smiled at me. His smile is just like Jisun's.

"Good evening," I greeted and bowed again.

"Yes, yes. Don't be too formal with me. It's good that I bought some tteokbokki tonight."

"Really, oppa? That's great!" Jisun went to get the plastic bag from him and put it in a container.

We all enjoyed the food and her brother asked me about myself and stuff. I got to know Jisun more too as Jisung-oppa told me stories about their childhood. They would sometimes bicker and all but then laugh after a while.

I managed to glance at my watch and was surprised to notice that it was already a quarter until 10.

"Um. I hate to say this but I have to get going now. It's getting pretty late and my mom must be worried already," I told them with a slight smile.

Jisun stood up and said, "Ohh, well... I'll accompany you on your way then." I nodded and took my bag.

"Thank you for having me here, Jisung-oppa. I'll be on my way now," I say and bowed a little.

He smiled and waved his hand, "You're welcome here whenever you want. Be careful out there."

I nodded and turned to their exit. Jisun was on my side as she opened the door for me. I smiled at her.

"Thank you for such a wonderful dinner. I had a great time," I say and smiled.

"Me too. You should come here often. I'll cook my best dishes for you," she says and gave me thumbs up. I chuckled and pat her head.

"I'll think about it. I'm going now." I turned and walked away but was called by her once again so I looked back.

"Be careful and I'll see you tomorrow!" she waved her hand at me while smiling. So I did as well.

She was still standing on her doorstep, watching me as I was about to go down the street. I smiled at her one last time and continued walking.

My mind keeps on replaying about what she said earlier about the notes she's receiving. I hope she doesn't find out it was me all along.

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