“You should at least eat, you know. What are you even doing with all that money of yours?”

“Stop trying to scold me. Ugh, you used to be so cute when you were little, but now all you do is nag nag nag.”

Bangjoo’s sister sat down and dried her hair with a towel. It was black just a month ago, but now it was dark purple from her forehead to her ears and light purple all the way down.

“So you ended up doing that rainbow hair.”

“I’m done with this, actually. Pretty sick of it.”

“Aren’t you embarrassed?”

“Of what? Purple? Why?”

His sister picked up the spoon with a smile. Even now, she was a complete mystery to him.

“So how long will you be here?”

“No idea. I might be here for a while. I want to rest.”

“You can rest when you want to?”

His sister nodded with an “of course”.

“Where’s the sesame oil and soy sauce?”

“Here.”

“I love the egg rice you make.”

The egg rice, made by pouring sesame oil and soy sauce on top, with a sunny-side-up egg over rice. It was something their grandmother made all the time....