“Hello, Shinhae.”

Jimin bent down slightly as she did her best to get on eye level with Shinhae. It seemed Shinhae was still suspicious. She had unfastened the door’s chain lock, so Jimin could only see her through the small crack. Still, it was enough for Jimin to see Shinhae.

‘She looks just like her picture. She is a cute girl.’

No, she looked better in real life than her picture. However, Jimin could see darkness shadowing her face. It must be because her father wasn’t here. Shinhae’s mother had abandoned her, and the only person she could rely on was her father.

“Are you Jimin ajumma?”

Jimin’s eyebrows twitched. Unlike her usual self, she had done her best to put on a smile. However, a crack appeared on her face. Of course, she didn’t outwardly express her true emotions, and she decided not to push it too much.

“Yes, I’m Jimin unni.”

However, there was one thing she wouldn’t allow. She didn't want to be called an ajumma. 

Never.

“Unni made a promise with Shinhae’s father. I told him I'll make sure you are doing ok. May I come into your house?”

Shinhae stared at Jimin’s face for a moment. Jimin worried Sungyoon had not told Shinhae about the promise she had made with him. Jimin was...