Thanking the cashier, Yeri took the plastic bags on her hands. It was her turn for the weekly shopping, and since her school is currently absent due to the mers virus that’s going on right now. She decided to go early in the day, as she’s been taught with many seniors that there aren’t many people outside in early morning – so she won’t have to deal with people following her while she enjoy her shopping.
Eyes wandered around the area, she clutched on the plastic bags as she inhaled the morning air; deciding to push her mask a little bit lower momentarily. It had been awhile since she took a peaceful morning walk since usually her manager would drop her off to school or early practices.
Her eyes then caught a black van parked in front of a convenience store, walking pass it before a thought popped in her mind , causing her to step back and stared at the car– whoever left their car windows open? She then spotted someone seated inside it, it was odd that the male was quiet – is he by any chance dead..?
She then jumped slightly as she heard someone shouting from the car, “Who wouldn’t like Ironman—“She paused, letting out a soft tch sound, “I was just wondering if you were dead or something inside there since you weren’t moving at all.” .
“I was reading! Who reads shifting around every second?” He yelled back, the volume of his voice going up higher than before. Thinking that he should probably leave the vehicle for a decent conversation or rather a decent apology, he stuck his head out of the opened window, looking like an awkward doofus who’s trying his hardest in getting out of the opened window despite his huge size. Head stuck out of the window, he squinted his eyes for a clearer vision of the female, he swore she looked familiar. “You a friend of mine or something?” He shouted once again, though this time it didn’t have anything to do with Iron Man comics, he aimed for taking out slight information out of her.
”Well, I do.” She answered honestly, her volume weren’t as loud as his. Her brows creased as she noticed the vehicle shook slightly, and soon the male stuck his head out of the opened window; she held her laughter back at how comical the male looked like for the moment. She then pursed her lips at the question, geez- will this person ever quit shout? “Can you quit shouting? Geez, buddy, save your voice for something else – would you?” she yelled, clearing her throat before she answered the question properly, “and nope, I’m not your friend; this is literally the first time I see you" she clutched on the plastic bags, hesitating for a moment before uttering the question slowly. “d-do you know me?”