Hajun always made food for you, savoring your reactions. His culinary skills surpassed anyone else's, and you relished his lunches as a daily ritual.

One day, you decided to reciprocate by cooking for Hajun, despite being a terrible cook. Thinking that following an internet recipe would suffice, you ventured into the kitchen. Worried, he tried to intervene when he learned you were making lunch, but your stubbornness prevailed.

As you chopped scallions for tteokbokki, you accidentally cut your finger. It wasn't a deep wound, but it seemed like you got hurt every time you cooked. Watching your finger bleed, you suddenly felt his breath behind you.

"Huh? Is your finger injured? I told you I'd handle it, You're really..."