Jun had finished the work and looked at the time. The workers there took their leave. "Are you not going home? I am closing the restaurant," Jun asked Oh Han-Wool.
"Jun-aa, let's drink. Do you know what had happened with me today?" Oh Han-Wool was feeling low as he talked with Jun.
"I know. You are again rejected by a girl. I do want to drink. Eomma, abeoji must be waiting for me," Jun asserted. Oh Han-Wool stood up from the chair and stood in front of Jun. "Is there any problem in my face? Why do they reject me? I think I will die single," Oh Han-Wool with a dejected expression spoke.
"Aigo, you are thinking too much. Let's go home. Tomorrow I have lots of work to do," Jun asserted. Oh Han-Wool took a deep sigh. "You cannot understand my pain, Jun-aa," Oh Han-Wool stated and put his hand around Jun's shoulder. "I wish I could be like you. I love your face," Oh Han-Wool said as he touched his cheeks. Jun pushed him away and he fell on the floor.
