June woke up with a smile on his face. It was one of the rare moments where he didn't get much sleep, but he still felt happy.
He made his bed, opened his window, and inhaled the fresh scent of chimney smoke and fried dried fish. It wasn't a pleasant smell, but nothing could ruin June's mood.
June opened his door and even watered the plants. Then, he went downstairs to Minjun's and Grandma's apartment, greeting them with a subtle smile. Then he plopped down on their couch and watched leisurely on the TV while waiting for Grandma to finish cooking breakfast.
The grandmother-and-grandson pair watched the scene before them in disbelief.
"It's weird," Minjun said. "Why does he look so happy? He's still being called a bully online."
"Maybe he lost it?" Grandma asked. "I should make his favorite breakfast today. Why don't you go and talk to him?"
"I'm scared," Minjun whispered.
Grandma clicked his tongue. "Just go."
