Through The Window

5. I'm okay

Since they had already arrived at the supermarket, Yujin immediately got out and opened the car door for her.
Watch and learn, guys. HAHA, just kidding.

They walked inside the market, and Yujin carried the basket. Of course he did—he had to be a gentleman. That’s what his parents taught him.

“Just take anything you want, okay?” he said without hesitation.

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

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

“Listen, okay? 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 looked so confused. Of course—she didn’t even have his number yet.

He handed her his contact.

“I’ll go now, okay?” he said.

“Alright.”

Ramen… ramen… ramen—ah, there it was!
Now he needed some snacks for home, some raw chicken, and instant tteokbokki. Check.

Then he wondered what else they needed to fill the fridge. Mhmmm…

As he wandered the aisles, he suddenly noticed whispers from nearby customers.

“What’s wrong with them?”
“Why are they fighting?”
“Are they a couple?”
“Why does the guy keep holding the girl’s hand? She looks uncomfortable.”

Yujin looked toward the direction they were whispering about, and his eyes widened. Wonyoung was struggling, trying desperately to escape.

“Tch—let me go!” he heard her cry.

“Hey, don’t shout!” the man snapped back.

He could see the fear in her eyes. Anger surged through him as the man dragged her forward.

“YAH—WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” Yujin shouted loudly.

He rushed to her, grabbed her hand firmly but gently, and moved in front of her, shielding her with his body.

“Yo, broski,” Yujin said coldly, “she’s mine. Can you move aside?”

What the—? This guy was really testing his patience.

“Bro, what kind of nonsense is that?” the man said.

“What? It’s true. She’s mine,” Yujin replied, raising his voice slightly while brushing his thumb over Wonyoung’s hand to let her know she was safe.

“Bro, she doesn’t even know you. You’re a stranger to her!”

“I’m saying it nicely. Move and give her to me,” the man said.

“So what? You think I’ll back off? You’re totally wrong,” Yujin provoked.

“Just give her to me!”