"Friends?"
"Yes, friends." Dongwoo said. "I didn't think it was still normal to call our relationship a work-related relationship. We chat often and now we're eating together. I also feel comfortable with you, even if you overdo it sometimes, but I'll be glad to call you my friend." He explained.
Then, the waiter came back with their food in a tray and dropped them according to the orders. They were very much the same thing. Pasta with a touch of hot sauce and beef.
"Enjoy your meal." The waiter said and left.
After the waiter left, Dongwoo picked up the cutleries and said,
"Thank you for the food."
Geumtae watched Dongwoo as he ate, looking dumbfounded. He was surprised, hearing Dongwoo's words. They were plain and simple but those simple words drew a line.