-Epilogue-
“Hurry up, we’re going to be late!” Yunho shouted and I ran to my balcony.
“Stop yelling from there, use you’re phone!” I shouted back at him.
“Suddenly, the next door balcony’s door flung open and my crazy ajhumma of a neighbour came out.
“Yah! Don’t you ever learn your lesson?! Or do you really like tomatoes?!” the ajhumma
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