“Wha-wha-wha-wha!”

Park Goong was still just a teenager.

Caught off guard, his voice instinctively rose in shock, but before he could let it out fully, his mother appeared and clamped a hand over his mouth.

“Shhh!”

“Mmm, Mom?”

Wearing her rubber gloves, she pressed a finger to her lips in a gesture to keep quiet. Only when Park Goong nodded did she finally let go of him. She whispered softly, “Don’t go bothering our guest while he’s eating.”

“Ah…”

It was only then that Park Goong noticed Suho sitting at a table, eating.

Two kimbap rolls and a bowl of …