CHAPTER 3: GOVERNMENT RETIREE

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Today is Saturday. Jennie and Chaeyoung are heading to the sports center to play squash. They love the sport so much that it's become a weekend tradition—a must every Saturday.

"So Chaeng, Want to bet?" Jennie said with a smirk on her face.

"Korean beef?"

"YES!" They both laugh and nodded at the same time.

They went to the squash court but 2 men late 60s was about to go inside the same court.

Jennie and Chaeyoung exchanged glances, surprised to see the two older men, who were clearly regulars at the squash court. The silver-haired man smiled warmly, but it was his companion, a tall man with striking black hair, who caught Jennie's attention. He had an intense, focused look, as if the game was more than just a weekend hobby for him. Jennie, never one to shy away from a challenge, stepped forward.

"It looks like we've both got our eye on this court. How about a quick match to decide who gets it?"

The black-haired man raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "You want to play against me?" His voice was calm, but there was a hint of a challenge in his tone. Chaeyoung nudged Jennie with a grin. "Go for it, Jen. Show him what you've got." Jennie smiled confidently.

"Yeah, just one game. Winner gets the court." The older man nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Alright, I'll take you up on that. Let's see what you've got."

The game was intense, each rally growing longer and more challenging. Jennie's determination was clear—she wasn't going to let this court slip away easily. Sweat dripped down her face, but she didn't back down, her eyes locked on the ball, her mind focused.

Finally, after a particularly grueling rally, Jennie saw an opening. She sent the ball flying towards the corner with a precise, angled shot. The black-haired man lunged for it, but it was too late. The ball hit the wall and bounced out of reach.

"Point for Jennie!" Chaeyoung shout from outside.

As the black-haired man turned to leave the court, he suddenly staggered, his face paling. He clutched his chest, his breath coming in short, strained gasps. Jennie and Chaeyoung immediately noticed the change, and Jennie rushed to his side.

"Are you okay?" Jennie asked, concern evident in her voice as she supported him.

The man winced, clearly in pain. "My chest... it hurts," he managed to say, his voice weak.

"Let's have a sit. Here" Jennie placed a steadying hand on his shoulder. "Breathe slowly and deeply. Try to relax."

Chaeyoung, who had been ready to call for emergency help, hesitated as she saw the man's condition improving slightly. "Should we still call for paramedics?" she asked, her concern evident. Jennie shook her head, her focus on the man.

"No, let's give it a moment. If he feels better in a few minutes, we might not need to call them after all." Jennie kept talking to the man, encouraging him to focus on his breathing. "Can you tell me if the pain is getting any better or worse?" The man took a few deep breaths, nodding slightly.

"It's easing a bit. I think it was just a sudden spasm or something."

"You're looking better," Jennie said, offering a supportive smile. "Do you feel up to moving or should we still keep an eye on you?"

The man nodded, his color returning to normal. "I think I'm okay now. Just a bit shaken."

"I'll be right back" she said, giving him a reassuring smile. "I'm going to get some water for you."

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