Through The Window

4. Protect you

They had already arrived at the supermarket.

Yujin got out of the car immediately and walked around to open the door for Wonyoung.

…Okay.
That was kinda gentleman-like.

They went inside the market together, and Yujin was the one holding the basket.

“Just take anything you want, okay?” he said casually.

“Um… no need. I don’t want to burden you,” Wonyoung replied softly.

He shook his head right away. “No, it’s nothing, Wonyoung. Just take whatever you want and put it in the basket.”

She didn’t really have a choice but to accept.

“Listen,” he continued gently. “Take anything you want. I need to find some ramen. If you don’t see me around, just call me, okay?”

“I—oh… okay,” she nodded.

He handed her his phone, and she saved his contact number.

“I’ll go now,” he said.

“Alright.”

Since Yujin insisted on treating her, Wonyoung picked a few snacks and then searched for strawberry milk.

Then—

Strawberries.

Her eyes widened.

Oh my god… can I take this?
Yujin wouldn’t be mad, right?
But… it was kind of expensive.

“Hey, girl.”

A male voice suddenly spoke behind her—but it wasn’t Yujin.

She turned around and saw a man standing there, smirking at her.

…Weird.

“Uh… do I know you?” she asked cautiously.

“You will, if you’re willing to go out with me,” he said casually. “You know…”

“Sorry?” she frowned. “I don’t even know you, and I don’t want to.”

“Hey, don’t play hard to get,” he scoffed.

“Ew. What do you think this is? I’m not interested,” she snapped.

“Tch… you haven’t even seen what I have,” he said smugly.

“I’m not interested.”

“Oh come on, girl. I’m rich. I can give you anything.”

“So what?” she protested. “I’m not some gold-digger.”

“Oh, come on—”

“I don’t know you. Can you just mind your own business?” she said, trying to walk away.

But she couldn’t.

He grabbed her hand tightly.

“Tch—let me go!”

“Hey, don’t shout.”

“Let me go—it hurts!”

“Shut up, will you?!”

“IT HURTS! LET ME GO!”

“JUST ACCEPT ME!”

“NO! I DON’T EVEN WANT YOU! LET ME GO!”

He dragged her.

“YAH—WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”

That voice.