Swallow (k.s.j.)

Cheesy

"Eomma, I'm homeee~!" I yell quietly, hopping out of my shoes and into my house slippers.

"Ahhh Seung Wook ya~! Change and come to the kitchen! I am talking on the phone with Mrs. Jang - omo jinjaa?! Send him over! Aish, don't worry, I made extra!"

I roll my eyes and go upstairs to get changed. I knew Ahjumma would have told. Now, the fruit stall Ahjussi knows for sure.

While going through the daily washing routine, I stare myself in the mirror. What kind of style should I do today?

The reflection of the black marker stares back at me.

I cannot resist scribbling on surfaces.

'Note to self: Recreate reputation with Ahjumma' I write on the mirror.

Note to self: Try not to meet masked guy again.

"Seung Wook yah! Where are you? The food will get cold!"

The soap is still on my face, "Coming Eomma!"

"Hurry up okay? Someone else is waiting to eat also!"

Eomma you made me wait 2 hours, surely you can wait 5 minutes...

I finish as fast as I can, change into my uniform and throw my kit into my bag, along with my stack of notebooks, pencilbox, planner and trashbook. Then I run over to my dresser to hunt for my wallet, keys and phone.

After that, I rush downstairs and into the kitchen.

Where masked guy, now not masked, is already sitting and eating. My eggs. My scrambled eggs. In my seat.

~♢~

I freeze. "Eomma, who is he?"

"The guy who made you apologise to Mrs. Jang. He deserves a meal for accomplishing such an impossible task. So I thought I would cook for him."

My jaw just drops. He gets a meal? For my humiliation?

Life is so unfair.

I head over to the chair opposite him and sit down.

"Eomma, do you even know his name?"

She glares at me for being rude and turns back to the stove. I roll my eyes again and glare at him for eating my breakfast.

"So what is your name, you who are sitting in my seat and eating my food?"

"Cha Seung Wook! How can you be so rude so early in the morning? Do you even know his age, to be using banmal so casually?!"

"But Eomma~!"

She just comes and pours out scrambled eggs and sausages on my plate, "Here. Eat! Maybe your mouth is not producing sweet words because there is nothing good inside it yet!"

I keep quiet. Okay so maybe I went a little too far...

"Eomma... thank you for the food. I'm sorry I was grumpy just now..."

She looks up from the refrigerator, "Mmm."

I hope she made lunch...

Blatantly ignoring the guy in front of me, I dig in.

OHMYGOSH SHE PUT CHEESE INSIDE!!! EOMMA I LOVE YOUUUU

Yes. Today is going to be a good day! Because this is a good breakfast!

I happily swallow and look longingly at the sausages before deciding on combining them together.

Oh yesss... this is the besttt~ my eomma is the besttt~ my eomma knows me bes-