"I’m not sure if they’re a secret admirer or a stalker… but at least they have good taste in gifts."
It’s an impressive amount of effort, for sure.
Howon watches as Junhee dumps the last of her gifts onto his bedroom floor, seven baskets and three boxes in total, all filled to the brim with pink and red and white, lovey-dovey mushy-gushiness. "Wooooow.." He stares wide-eyed at it all, leaning forward to poke and prod until Junhee slaps his hands away because they’re her gifts, Howon, and he grins cheekily back at her because sometimes he can’t help himself, Junhee.
She digs through the first box and finds it filled with flower petals and paper cutout hearts, each with a handwritten message neatly in its center.Kind of sweet, but more kind of creepy.Junhee and Howon exchange looks.
The next two boxes are more of the same: tacky jewelry and dying flowers, and Junhee is about to give up on everything and just burn it all, but Howon pushes a basket towards her.
It’s the baskets that cause them both to perk up— chocolate and sweets and treats. Howon watches as Junhee’s face glows, lips pulled into a bright smile, and suddenly he’s not sure whether or not he should be jealous of Junhee (for the mouth-watering chocolate) or the secret admirer / stalker (for eliciting the smile).He blinks at the realization and Junhee notices his sudden quiet, asks him what’s wrong with him all of a sudden, and he stares at her, cheeks pink, and says, “If— you eat all of that chocolate by yourself, .. you’re going to get fat, so— you— better share with me.”