Hyejin stared at her room in a heap of things and junk... How long has that place not seen a decent cleaning?
She sighed wearily.
She wore her old shabby pajamas, riddled with holes and marks from cleaning products.
She calmly went down the stairs, her room was in the attic of the house, it was the quietest place when her uncles decided to open up and spend the night in parties and parties with the neighbors.
Of course, the customer was always right.
If they paid there would be beer and soju for everyone until dawn.
Her aunt was sitting in the living room waiting for her fish stock to finally be ready so she could start the preparations and open the restaurant.
Lunch time was always good.
The woman stared at her niece and just lamented in her heart, that girl looked like she had been hit by a truck. "Sweetheart, you look terrible."
Hyejin smiled at her aunt's sincerity.
She approached subtly and kissed the top of her head. "Thank you Auntie."
