Dowook’s home always smelled of oil, the smell had stayed with them for as long as he could remember. In fact, he’d feel pretty sad if that smell suddenly disappeared one day. Dowook stepped down from the second floor to find his dad reading the newspaper in their study.

“Did you have breakfast, dad?”

“Sure did. It's a toasted sandwich. Want it warmed up?”

“I’ll do it. Will you have some coffee?”

“Sure.”

Dad smiled proudly, Dowook nodded as he headed into the kitchen. There were two sandwiches there made by his mom, she must’ve left for work early in the day. He put some water on boil as he poured two packs of instant coffee into a mug.

“Dad, they say black coffee’s better for you.”

“I-I’ll try it some other time.”

Dowook shook his head, he’s been hearing that from his dad several times already. He put the water in and started mixing. He brought the coffee to his dad before taking out two mugs again. One was white, with a striped handle, and the other had a drawing of a cute cat on it. He poured milk into both. He grabbed the cat mug in one hand and the plate with the sandwich...