4. Burned cake, movies and dropped icecream

School went on and nothing really happened.

My mom got a new job where she makes more money, but she needs to work harder and comes home late at night.

But now, it was the weekend.

I wanted to do something for her, so I tried to bake a cake.

You must know, I'm not good at cooking.

So my mom came home and saw an pitch black cake or whatever this thing is on the table.

"Ehm, Jinwo. What is this?"

She asked with crossed arms.

I looked away akwardly.

"I wanted to bake a cake for you."

I answered her.

She laught.

She started laughing!

"Well, next time just ask me to help you. Look at the cake, it's a mess."

She was already crying because she laught so hard.

Whatever, because the cake was, obviously, not eatable we cooked some Bibimbap.

It was really delicious.

"Mom, you need to teach me how to cook."

I told her, she nodded.

"Let's watch a movie, to celebrate your beautiful cake for me."

She laught again.

I softly pinched her in the side.

She's always making fun of me when something like that happens.

In the end of the day we watched a Marvel movie, and me and my mom love action, so marvel movies are perfect for us.

Sunday, I love and hate sundays at the same time.

Why? I love it 'cause it is an quiet day, most people go outside for walks, but there aren't many cars on the roads.

And I hate them 'cause the next day is monday and I need to go to school again.

But because this thought makes my howl day bad, I try not thinking about it.

I also like going out for walks when I'm not tired.

Today was a beautiful day, the sun was shining, cherry blossoms were blooming, and it was warm outside.

In an t-shirt and knee long shorts I walked around.

I planned on going to buy icecream today.

And then, a few moments later I stood infront of the man who saled icecream and ordered.

"One stracciatella and one vanillia please."

I got my icecream and payed.

Just as I ate my icecream half, someone bumbed into me.

The rest of the icecream was all over my shirt, and this felt like deja-vu.

And it was an deja-vu, bacause as I looked up I looked in Minjuns eyes.

'Why do I always have food on me when we meet?

Oh, maybe because this brat here always bumbs into me.'

I gave him the dead glare, he ruined my sunday.

"I'm really sorry. I'll give you some money so you can buy yourself a new icecream."

'What does he think I am?

A kid?'

Then he gave me some won and left.

I stared after him.

'Why do I always have to like the shitty guys?'