𐙚 | Heeseung

Heeseung has been going to the convenience store near his apartment a lot lately. He goes to eat ramen after college, when he doesn't feel like cooking, when he's with friends, or when he just has a craving for those delicious spicy noodles. He's tried every flavor you can imagine. That night was no exception. Heeseung went to the store with one of his friends to eat ramen together. In the varied flavor aisle, he started looking for his favorite; it was the last one left of that flavor. "Heeseung, hurry up, I'm going to pay." His friend said from the register while he waited. Before he could grab the bag, someone else pulled it out, a girl who also went there frequently. "Oh..." Heeseung blurted out, watching as his bag of ramen was stolen. "Keep it." Heeseung said politely, but he was dying of resentment. After a few seconds, he quickly grabbed another one at random because his friend was pressuring him. "Next time, I'll be faster." He gave you one last look and turned to pay.