Lunch money was always a problem at school. Sae-byeok never had enough to pay. Usually a couple of cents to put in the vending machines but it was never enough to fulfill her hunger.

She sat on the stairs near the entrance of the lunchroom, keeping quiet as she looks around. Sae-byeok can never trust anyone here. Even if it’s a school that isn’t like North Korea’s.

You’ve taken notice of how less Sae-byeok never eats. Usually she does eat or saves her food, but also never would she eat. It’s another day and this time you pay for two meals. Once you finish your first, you move to sit next to Sae-byeok.

She looks down at the food then at you. “I’m not hungry,” Sae-byeok says with a cool tone, looking away and staring off into space again.