Jimin
Hwayoung' sister was the devil. I mean, who's sister asks her brother to go out to the convenience store at nearly 3am to buy her ramen. We have ramen at home. But no she insisted I go out and buy some.
I lightly jog, to the nearest store I knew. It was a rather a warm night.
I kept on thinking, it was the manager's fault, he was a bit crazy in a sense but I also want to found out why? Why would he want to torture me? Why would he want me dead?
I entered the convenience store and headed towards the ramen. Should I get xtra flaming hot or chicken favoured? I just get both. The convenience store itself was a rather store block on the edge of a street. It had white tiles for floors and seem to have endless amount of food. I went to the refrigerated area, I really wanted to try an bento box for some reason.
I came across one; it was packed in with pork cutlet on one side, rice on the other. Pickled radish and peanut sauce in the corner. There was also a serving of spicy noodles. I love that.
I reached for the bento box and out of the corner of my eye, I could see another hand reach for it. I looked at the person that was trying to steal my breakfast. He had a big hoodie on and he was shorter than Hwayoung, everyone shorter than Hwayoung.
He looked at me. Oh it was Jungkook.