1245 HOURS
"I hope this kimchi still okay!" I said as I smelled the kimchi from the container.
I'm giving it to him.
I knock onto his door thrice and it opened.
"Minseok oppa, here." I handed him the container and closed my eyes. I don't want to see his reaction because I felt nervous too.
"Thanks." He said and I opened my eyes. He took the container and closed the door but I blocked him from doing it.
"Wait. I-erh..I just want to say sorry for burdenin- I'm usually like this, clumsy and helpless. So, this kimchi is to repay your kindness. And I hope we can be a good neighbours?" I said and gripped the hem of my shirt.
"Oh. I understand. Okay." He said and closed the door.
Does that means okay for real? Huh..
