The group had finally arrived in Busan after three hours.
The coastal air hit them as they stepped off the platform, filled with the scent of the ocean. They were greeted by Minsoo's grandfather, a kind elderly man with a broad smile, who picked them up in his van.
"Ah, you must be tired," Minsoo's grandfather said as they loaded their bags into the vehicle. "We'll get you home, and you can rest before heading to the beach. Is there something you want for lunch, by the way?"
Yujin, the social butterfly in the group aside from Minsoo, answered jokingly, "We eat everything, gramps. You can feed us dried anchovies and we'll still be so grateful!"
"Oh! We have stir-fried sweet and spicy anchovies at home. Good for drinking! Do you drink, young man?" The old man asked.
Yujin scratched his head, "Gramps, I'm just seventeen but…" he leaned closer and whispered jokingly, "I don't mind if you teach me how…"