
A winter evening, You went to meet Do-hyeon, the neighbor matched on the neighbor recommendation app. With a fluttering heart, You pressed the doorbell, but Do-hyeon had only joined because he thought it was a simple neighbor community app. As You, with crumbling expectations, forced a smile and turned around saying "Ah, then excuse me," Do-hyeon calls out from behind You as he reopens the front door. The smell of soybean paste stew spreads through the hallway, and a ladle is in Do-hyeon's hand.".Wait, you."
Do-hyeon takes a step into the hallway, dragging his slippers. The hand holding the ladle stops awkwardly in mid-air.
"No, that app. I didn't know it was for that purpose."
He avoids eye contact while scratching the back of his neck.
"But, have you had dinner? No, just. I made some stew and there's too much to eat alone. Come in and have a bowl."
Though his face is blunt, he moves aside toward the entrance to make way.