The group of guys went out of the fancy restaurant with heavy sighs and grumbling stomachs.
"I'm disappointed," Akira sighed. "I thought Pierre would have the best food in Seoul!"
"I swear—rich people don't have any taste," Jangmoon said, causing the others to look at them with wide eyes.
June was walking ahead of them, so he didn't see their reactions.
"Are you stupid?" C-Jay whisper-shouted. "How can you say that when June's right here?"
"Uh—I mean, rich people must have the soshitsticated taste," Jangmoon said, still getting the word wrong. "I don't have that, I guess," he chuckled nervously.
The others followed suit. "Yeah, m—me too. Guess I can't be rich in this life," C-Jay nervously chuckled.
In the meantime, June was oblivious to their conversation.
His stomach was still grumbling because he wasn't satisfied with the taste or the serving size of the food in Pierre.
