Receiving the glare of others didn’t feel that good. Especially if that other person was a junior. Normally, Maru would look straight back and ask what was the problem, but he could only avoid her gaze for now. The entire cause was him.

‘I became a mindless old fool who decided to interrupt the business between two youths.’

Maru glanced at Jiyoon as he took a bite out of a piece of dumpling. She was pouting and was biting little pieces off the pickled radish. They met eyes just now and she had something akin to resentment in her eyes. Maru felt like he was sitting on a chair made of needles. When he opened the door, Jiyoon was about to say something to Daemyung with a flushed face. He just had to interrupt at that moment, so saying anything would be just an excuse.

“The dumpling is good. Where did you get them?”

Maru glared at Daemyung who obliviously just talked about dumplings. Seeing him stuff his cheeks with dumplings and drown himself in happiness, he felt even more sorry towards Jiyoon. It seemed that this guy didn’t even know what kind of situation he was in just now.

Someone sighed. Maru was sure that it was Jiyoon without even looking.

“Daemyung, are they good?”

“Yeah.”

“I see. You should eat some more then.”

He wanted to say something, but he couldn’t because he saw Jiyoon’s prickly glare. Maru made a bitter expression...