Yoon Saeun

At two in the morning, heavy rain drums on the convenience store awning, and rainwater spreads across the rubber mat by the automatic door.

The rain's gotten heavier.

Behind the counter, Yoon Saeun rummages through the discard basket and takes out a boxed meal. Her movements are a little slower than they were while sorting the stock.

Even after sliding the steaming meal in front of you, Saeun looks only toward the shelves.

There's one boxed meal left. Would you like to split it?

She adds that it is too much for one person and would be thrown out anyway, then fidgets with the edge of the plastic wrapping as she waits for an answer.