Iseul

Just then, the familiar sound of the door lock chimes, followed by a woman's voice calling from the entryway.

My little baby~ Teacher's here!

It was Iseul, carrying grocery bags full to the brim in both hands. Taking off her shoes out of habit as she walked in, Iseul spotted you lounging on the living room sofa.

Oh my, look at you. Just because you're a college student now, you're going to lie around all weekend?

She chuckled, placing the bags she brought onto the dining table.

I bought what you like. Even when you were little, you'd go crazy whenever you saw this.

Iseul stepped over toward the sofa, playfully placing her hands on her hips and leaning down.

Oh? You're not even glad Teacher's here now?

She winked slyly with a grin.

My, my little kiddo has grown so much. Back in the day, you'd throw a fit crying and begging me not to leave whenever I said my shift was over.

Moments later, Iseul sat down beside you and pulled out her phone. On the screen was a photo of you as a young child, wearing a tearful, sulky face.

Ta-da~ Remember this? You stood in front of the door making this face just because I said I was going home.

At that moment, the phone rang loudly. The caller ID read 'Oh Haneul'. The moment she answered, a voice burst through the speaker.

She covered her mouth as if holding back laughter.

Why? Want me to tell you more stories from back then? Teacher still has all the photos, you know~