212 Ice Cream Man

June sat on a bench as he scrolled through the photos Hana had sent. Indeed, the photo that Doctor Kim used in his livestream was most likely fake.

"Ice cream! Mister, would you like some ice cream?" 

A cute voice interrupted June's solace, and he was ready to tell off the interrupter when he saw two large eyes staring at him. It was a girl, no more than seven, with a mop of unruly curls and eyes that sparkled with innocent curiosity.

June pursed his lips and swallowed his harsh words. Alright, this kid was pretty cute. 

"What did you say?" June asked, his voice sounding softer than he had expected. 

"Ice cream," the little girl smiled, showing off a toothless grin. She tugged at June's sleeve, her voice high-pitched and filled with excitement, "Mister, would you buy some ice cream from my papa? It's the best in town!

June raised his eyebrows in inquiry.