Tick tock tick tock.0

The ticking of the clock hands sounded louder in Ha Jae-Gun’s ears as compared to the classic melody playing in the background. His eyes were filled with the elderly man’s face who was still with him until a while earlier. 0

“Jae-Gun?” Park Jung-Jin broke the silence after a while. 0

Park Jung-Jin’s worried look filed Ha Jae-Gun’s view as the face of the elderly man disappeared. Ha Jae-Gun’s eyes refocused, blinking rapidly as if he had just woken up from a dream.0

Just what had happened? No matter how he viewed the situation, Park Jung-Jin didn’t look like he was joking at all. However, Ha Jae-Gun was also certain that the elderly man was with him earlier. They only stood a meter or two apart, so how could Park Jung-Jin have missed the elderly man?0

There were only three answers: either something wrong was with Ha Jae-Gun, something wrong was with Park Jung-Jin, or this was all a joke. Ha Jae-Gun thought hard and long, but Park Jung-Jin wasn’t a friend who would joke about that. He wouldn’t be able to hold onto a joke this long either.0

Just then, a slice of cake was placed on the table. “Excuse me. I’ve prepared this plate of choux cake for your friend here.” 0

Ha...0