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i wouldn't know any better
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Yoonji munches her chocolate as she sits quietly against the dairy aisle, pushing a bunch of goods Jimin put around her with her feet.

They have been bickering the whole time. Yoonji just wants to eat her chocolate bar in peace, but Jimin was so persistent in giving her a proper meal. He would offer her loaf bread and a bunch of ready-made food, but she would just leave it on the floor.

Jimin approaches her with a fully stacked pushcart that he personally hand-picked for Yoonji, the wheels could barely handle its weight. As Yoonji sees him, she lets out a whine.

"You can't just eat that." Jimin took a carton of milk and tries to hand it to her, but she just created a small magnetic field around her, protecting herself from Jimin.

Jimin harshly pulls his hair out before opening the carton, drinking it instead. "Look!" Jimin demonstrates it, wiping the edge of his lips. "You're not gonna die from a single box of milk!"

"I don't like it! Leave me alone." Yoonji mumbles from inside the field, taking another bite from her chocolate.

"Listen," Jimin sits to her level. "This will give you calcium."

"I don't need that." Yoonji stubbornly faces the opposite direction.

"I will not eat if you don't!" Jimin threatens.

"Then die."

Jimin sighs exasperatedly. "We will need energy to meet my friend, we still have a long way."

"You will need energy. Besides, I just ate an apple earlier. An apple a day is enough." Yoonji tries to reason out.

"You barely finished it." Jimin exhales sharply. "I knew you hit one zombie with the unfinished apple."

Yoonji stays silent as her mind dates back to the time where they were both on a separate tree. She killed one of the zombies' heads with a small knife, but she did throw an apple at one of them too. The strike was no different, Yoonji darting the apple was enough to spurt its brain. Yoonji thought Jimin probably saw it covered in blood.

Yoonji decides to shrug the thought off. "What about it?"

"The impact of the throw was like a shotgun." Jimin found himself drifting to another topic.

Yoonji stares at him as if examining him. What if this man was smarter than he seems? It was as if Jimin knew about her abilities in the first place, he's just acting dumb.

Yoonji just rolled her eyes, either way. "Doesn't concern you."

"Well, it does. I saw my blue tumbler on your tree base. That was the same tumbler I drank that night. Why did you take it?" Jimin was now trying to corner her.

Did he really know anything even before she revealed her powers? Maybe he was just really trying to confirm it.

"I'm just thirsty." Yoonji just reasons out. "Why does it bother you, anyway. You already know that was me–"

"It's just attractive."

Yoonji found herself closing her mouth.

Jimin was back again with his shameless praises and compliments, but this time, he was comfortable and confident. It was enough to shut Yoonji up in place.

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