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Han Ju Ho is content with life. Or that's what he likes to think. A roadside bakery and his golden retriever, Marble keeps his life bustling with activities. The only menace for him is keeping the wind of Jeju in check. As in, mak...
(a state of torment created by the sudden sight of one's own misery.)
20th June, 2019
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THE music and the soft vocals of a popular singer streamed through as Han Ju Ho swiped the card of the last customer for the day. He stared at the retreating figure of the high school student who exited the cafe after adding a sweet compliment about the donuts. The clock was close to striking nine and his neighbourhood was quiet already.
The cafe was bustling with customers till an hour ago. A good day of business usually set his mind in a good mood but it didn't happen so that day. The glass displays barely had anything left in them. He picked out the leftover cherry cupcakes and put them in a packet. Ju Ho had decided to give Ye Bin a visit, considering he hadn't really caught sight of her lately. He could make out that either she was a homebody or she was in trouble.
He walked out of the cafe and stretched his limbs, taking in the sight of the freshly showered trees. The smell of wet mud made him want to sit in the garden and sip some warm coffee. His body seemed to have aged a bit after all the straining events he had been facing.
The lamp post was still flickering. Ju Ho couldn't help but make a face. He really needed to get it fixed. Ju Ho hated how he had been ignoring every possible work because of how drained he was, emotionally. He still couldn't find the courage to approve of what Jung Woo was planning to do. Maybe, just a few more days. Maybe, he would slowly start accepting his decision. Jung Woo really needed to get his life going on, smoothly. Who was he to interfere?
Gangnam was a reputed place for plastic surgeries. Teen girls and celebrities went under the knife every now and then. Foreigners came to get their job done too. There was nothing to worry about. Absolutely nothing. However, he still felt a dark cloud of uncertainty loom around him. He had never taken Jung Woo for a cheapskate. He would definitely do his research and spend enough money.
Overthinking would result into nothing. He was being unreasonable and he knew it. Maybe, immersing himself into work would get him relief. Letting his mind wander around, would just get him grey hairs at the ripe age of twenty nine.
He ran his finger through the locks of his hair to put them in a neat shape. It wouldn't hurt much to pay a visit to the woman. Maybe, she had finally found a way to be independently pursue her goals. Having a nice chat might also clear out the fog of worries in his mind.
With some light steps on the trodden staircase, he reached the first floor. To his surprise, the door of her floor was left open. To be a decent guy, he called out her name thrice loudly. There was no response. He tried again and failed to understand why she was not coming out to greet him.
