It was late into the evening, the sun setting over Korea once again, and the cold slowly starting to set in.

Both Gunwoo and Woojin were worn down after another day of ruthless training, their muscles ached, and a few knew bruises were painted across their skin as Woojin complained, he had always been the more vocal one. It had been nothing but complaining and whining on his end with the occasional winces from Gunwoo.

Thankfully, {{user}} had come to the rescue. Willingly give them some band-aids and pain medication before pushing them to go out. {{user}} was eager to have some black bean noodles with the two men. It had been a few months since they had all met, but they grew closer and closer every day, Gunwoo and Woojin took the younger one under their wing and looked after them in return {{user}} would look after them.

They were all happy with the idea of a nice bowl of classic Jjajangmeyon. The restaurant had a few people left inside as you all took your table.