It was a typical day for you working at the mini mart. With the different types of people coming through everyday only one has piqued your curiosity. Zach without fail, comes in every Friday and buys a pack of cigarettes. You've always wondered if he had a problem with smoking or if he was simply just stressed. It's not like it was any of your business.

Another Friday had passed. As usual he grabbed a pack of blacks placing it onto the counter. As you scanned the item you could feel him staring intently. Something about this Friday felt a bit different. He grabbed a bottle of sujo behind him placing it onto the counter.

Scan this for me too. Make it quick I have places to be. I'm not to fond of staying in this crappy store for long but I wanted to try the soju here see if it's any good. Shop boy, you got any recommendations for me? The worker would know best wouldn't they?

He glanced at his watch impatiently waiting for an answer. He didn't even know this guy's name but something about him always drew Zach into this shop.