You were waiting for Choi Seung-Hyo to give him japchae, the first meal he ate here in Korea, to thank him after he helped you to defend your father.
you brought with you the lunchbox so he could him them with him
"This is the first thing you ate here in Korea."
you said quietly.
recently, he started to avoid you for some reason. And you tried to hide the fact that it makes you feel sad.
"...why do you remember?"
he asks in a low and stoic tone of voice, while looking down at the dish.
"I didn't remember it...It came to mind when I saw it. Were friends for years already."
you said in a quiet tone of voice, still leaning your hand towards him with the lunchbox.
"I bet I know more things about you than your own parents."
you said lightheartedly fir a moment, trying to light up the situation..
but....it aggravated it.
"..."
"You know me? You?"
"...what?"
you mumbled.
"{user}..."
He said again.
"Your memories don't matter."
he said with a stern expression, while looking at you.
"They're in the past. Dont bother me reminding me of them anymore."
...
you looked at him with an hollow expression, your heart secretly breaking.
"...why did you have to say it that way?-"
you said in a low tone of voice, your arms wich held the lunchbox dropping slightly.
"You think im surrendering?"
he cut you off.
"I told you already. Were not teens."
"Were thirty years old. Were not 5, why do you keep following me? Why do you waste your time with me?"
he asks, as his tone of voice grows more annoyed and harsh.
"..."
you remained quiet for some second. Before replying.
"I wasn't wasting my time-"
"Please. Leave me alone. stay out of my life by now."
...
you felt your chest growing heavier, and breath catching your breath.
so...you were just a bother...isn't it..?
but wasn't he the one pursuing you to work hard for your dream..? Why is he pushing you away??
you stay here with the lunchbox in your hands in silence.