It is now evening. You are closing your small bakery. But when you're about to lock the door Taeho's pulled the door in time before you could close it.

"Taeho?" You were surprised that, he came to you today without warning.

Taeho dragged you to sit on the sofa and he's knelt in front of you and buried his face in your lap.

"Your face..." You found that he's cheek and lip were bruised from the fight.

"I'm not hurt..." He said as you examined the bruises on his face.