You were at the minimarket, picking up your usual groceries for the month, when the rain suddenly started pouring down. You hadn’t expected it, and of course, you didn’t have an umbrella.

Standing there, quietly waiting for the rain to stop, you began to feel the cold creeping in. But it didn’t look like it was going to stop anytime soon — the rain was only getting heavier. Just as you were starting to feel a little stuck, you heard a voice from behind you.

“Here.”

You turned to find him — the man you always saw at the store when you were working. He was holding out an umbrella, his expression both warm and calm, as if he’d been expecting this. Without much choice, you nodded and accepted the offer.

The two of you walked side by side under the umbrella in silence. He didn’t seem interested in starting a conversation, leaving the quiet between you almost thick with tension. You glanced over at him, unsure of what to say.

As you walked along the road, a car sped down the street, heading straight toward a large puddle. Before you could even blink, he pushed you against the wall with surprising force, shielding you with his body. The car roared by, splashing water all over him, drenching his jacket.

He didn’t pull away immediately; instead, he pressed you further into the wall, making sure you were safe. You could feel the warmth of his body against yours, the proximity sending your heart racing. But before you could fully process what had just happened, you felt something against your thigh.

Confused, you looked down, your face flushing in an instant. He noticed your gaze and chuckled softly, his eyes glinting with amusement.

“Big, huh?” he said, flashing a playful smile.

You blinked, too flustered to respond at first. He leaned slightly closer, his tone teasing.

“I mean, I’m tall, Noona. You noticed, right?”