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You can't control the temperature...

- Here, eggs. - It's sticky.

Control your left hand's strength.

You think he's actually excited about this?

Don't know.

Another day, another customer!

I used to laugh at his fake act...

It's worth more than your paycheck.

Now, I feel sorry for him.

Be good, boys!

Drive safe!

- See you later! - Don't worry. I'm a pro.

Drive safe, Master! Be careful!

I always wanted to be like a superhero,

so that I could instantly transform and be stronger.

Merry Christmas!

Sometimes I'm evil Santa Claus...

Merry Christmas!

Say something. He's embarrassed.

Or an embarrassed Santa Claus...

Cake delivery!

Is anyone home?

"Merry Christmas, From Antique" A heartbroken Santa Claus...

I'll take these.

- Show the customers in. - Okay.

They're pretty boys. Pretty boys.

- Did you see? - He's so cute.

Merry Christmas!

Baby, come back to Papa.

- Delivery! - What the...?

Hey, nice.

It's a hard knock life!

Merry Christmas!

- Welcome, welcome. - It's the new guy!

Merry Christmas!

With each transformation, I become a different "me".

Just for that moment, I'm happy.

Pick it up!

Don't shake it here!

Su-young.

Be nice, Su-young.

Merry Christmas.

I made it from scratch, so it's not great.

It's fantastic, Master.

Four guys sitting around on Christmas...

Wonderful, huh?

I'm scared someone will see. Blow them out.

Okay, one, two...

Nam Su-young! Count, damn it!

Come on, it's Christmas.

The young boy's body recently discovered in a pile of trash

has been confirmed as nine-year-old, Lee Jae-seung.

Three months after disappearing, he has returned lifeless.

Both parents quit their jobs and searched through the country...

Any minute now.

The National Forensics Center stated Lee's time of death as...

A week ago, the 17th.

Hi, Mom!

I loved that strawberry cake.

I thought maybe, he would be among one of these...

And then, our a year passed and Spring was near.

Come again!

Thank you, come again!

And you're back!

What can I get for you today?

Welcome.

Is this Min Sun-woo's shop?

Welcome.

Min Sun-Woo's shop...

Welcome.

Nevermind. Broken tape...

- Admit it! - What?

- This is not a proper shop. - I'm sorry.

This is my shop.

What do you want?

Is this how you treat customers?

Jean-Baptiste?

- Sun-woo. - What are you doing here?

Again?

Get a fucking room.

What is he, the Korean representative homo?

You haven't changed.

Are these the hands that made such savory cakes?

Could I try your croissant,

apple pie, and chocolate eclair?

Oui, Chef.

Not bad.

Really?

Oh, I'm so happy.

That's the face I came to see.

Whoa!

You two get any closer than that,

I'll kill you both.

Is he being jealous?

Your new boyfriend?

What? Don't even.

He's my boss.

I know.

Don't be so sure.

You're using your power to keep Sun-Woo, but force will not last long.

No one is forcing him.

- Go. Get lost. - Jin-hyuk, please.

- Fuck off, asshole. - Fuck off?

- You little... - Hold on. Stop.

This puny kid is why you're in Korea?

What the hell are they saying?

Oh! They're speaking a different language!

Goddamn idiot.

Go call the police! The nerve of coming in here...

He's just here for some stupid hotel fair.

Jeez, look at all the awards.

Son of Guillaume Evan, top three patissiers of the 1970's.

- Received title of "Master"... - Master, my ass.

- "Emperor of French pastry"... - Yeah. Right.

It's true. He really is a genius.

I'll probably never compare to him.

Then what you said before...

Going to Paris after some guy.

Is that him?

No. That's someone else.

I see. He was the next?

Nope. Let's see, Jean...

Jean... I met Jean...

Hey, stop.

I'm sick of all your Paris talk.

These two met, had sex within 15 minutes,

and spent the rest of their time fighting.

You know, like those strange and boring French flicks.

Yup. It just ended like that.

I thought that was how their movie had ended.

I had no idea they were planning a sequel.

You know, I thought a lot

about the things that happened with us.

You are forgiving me, right?

Forgive?

Of course not. It was my mistake.

I was devastated after you left.

You know, I regretted it so.

And I began to work hard again.

Thanks to your recipe, the shop is more famous!

So much,

that the Ritz wants to open a shop in my name.

Bravo!

Congratulations!

No, wait. Wait.

You always warned me,

"success is no excuse for hasty expansion".

So I was going to decline,

but I remembered.

There's one person in this world

that can flawlessly recreate my pastries.

You.

He basically recruited me.

Recruit?

How much is the offer?

The Paris Ritz, so maybe 2 or 3 hundred grand?

Why didn't you give him a bonus ahead of time?

It's a small cake shop against a three-star hotel, idiot.

Three stars for what?

Nevermind.

Are you serious about it?

I can't decide.

It's enough to buy Prada pants and even sandals.

- You're kidding me. - Master!

You can't go, please?

I still have so much to learn!

He has to go.

Shut up!

I mean, just look at us!

Is this the best you can do, old man?

Hey, this is great for the skin!

Master.

- Idiot. - Please, don't go.

I'll save up and buy you Prada.

Stop it, guys.

We don't have a say in this.

This is his choice to make.

For a second, I did think that I should let him go.

Mom, how much is left in my account?

Yeah, money I can spend right now.

That's it? How come...

No, we're doing so well, I thought I might expand...

How's Dad's company?

I heard the economy is great these...

Oh, a recession?

And Grandma? Her assets are fine?

But she's quite healthy still...

It's nothing. I'll call you back!

How is it?

Sweet.

What about this?

Sweet.

I bought out all the top cake shops.

Let's just try to pick someone.

Funny aftertaste.

Need to wash it out with our cakes...

Come on, help me out here!

Are the homo's cakes that good?

Boss, this is how I got kicked out of the gym.

I wake up, my gloves are gone. Next day, it's the jump rope.

In the end, even my spoon was gone.

That's what you're doing to him!

Instead of trying to keep him here,

you go out and stick a knife in his back?

Get your head straight!

- Come on, kid. - Do you even want him to stay?

Don't bring me these amateur cakes.

Pay him or sleep with him. Do whatever it takes!

Fuck.

Shit, that's hot!

- Are you okay? - They're all ruined.

I'm really sorry, Master.

Be careful.

What are these cakes?

I'll go throw them out.

Did Jin-hyuk get them?

You haven't been back for ages!

Three days, maybe? Hold on.

I'm no help to you, am I, sir...

Realistically.

After months, this is all I can make...

And I'm just not your type, so I'm useless!

Didn't I tell you?

You have what it takes.

And I never saw anyone love it as much or work as hard.

Really?

None of the shops are half as good as yours.

And I made sure the old fart came to his senses.

I'll throw this out.

I guess this is it.

Yup.

Otherwise, I'm of no use here.

- Aren't you going to school? - I will, for a coffee mousse.

Just one? All right. Hang on.

- Take it! - Welcome!

Bonsoir, Madame Jean.

Jean?

Sun-woo, my love.

I told you to wait at home.

I couldn't wait to see you.

Bye, guys.

What is with them and the ass grabbing?

Flashy bastards.

Now it's not just the money.

Gosh, Master...

Why? You starting to get sick of him, too?

No.

- Boss. - Yeah?

Why can't you really stop him? Is there some reason?

Reason?

A reason...

No one ever stayed,

no matter how hard I tried to stop them.

Happy graduation!

- We're over. - What?

You always tried so hard to suit me...

I knew something was wrong through my innocent first love.

Let's just stay friends.

Friends with benefits.

Okay.

Do you really enjoy it, though?

You're always trying so hard, but...

And even with the no strings, casual fling in college.

Don't apologize! Just pack up your cubicle!

You can quit if you want to!

I'll take care of you for the rest of our lives.

You thought women would swoon over such promises?

You're too much.

A co-worker, whom I thought I could have a normal life with.

You were rich, and you seemed happy,

so I thought some of it might rub off on me.

But I was wrong.

Waking up, screaming in a cold sweat every night...

Every time I look at you, I just see my messed-up self.

Because we were so alike, I thought she might be the one,

So stop pushing yourself so hard!

But even she finally left.

Maybe something is wrong with my head?

All broken, you know?

If I never remember what happened,

then do I have to live like this forever?

My Whole life?

Why was it this way?

I couldn't help thinking that it all began on that forgotten day.

What could have happened to me?

Did it leave some kind of hole inside my head?

What if I never remember? What then?

I stumbled across Antique. I thought it might have the answers.

With Sun-woo,

I thought that maybe we could find them together.

- Do it over! - I'm off. Good night!

See you.

- Min Sun-Woo! - Bye!

Sun-Woo, I was just wondering...

I'm never going to. Never.

So don't take this the wrong way.

I won't. I just won't.

But if I said that I would sleep with you,

Would you stay?

What? Really?

Honestly, I wanted to ever since you first asked me out.

It drove me crazy to watch you go from one guy to the next.

And every time that Jean comes to the shop, I...

What the heck. You're lying.

No...

- I'm serious... - Forget it.

That's it. You made me go.

Can't you just stay?

Why?

There's no reason...

Hey, Kim Jin-hyuk!

Don't push yourself so hard.

Damn it.

Little Song Jae-ik has been missing for over two months.

Over 400 investigators and volunteers have searched

every day for the past two months,

but nothing has been found.

Mother

- Did you get anything? - How about this?

He swallowed it.

Probably fed by someone.

- What is all this? - I told you last time.

We found flour mixed with sugar.

And this?

Bread, or maybe a biscuit.

There's some chocolate in there somewhere.

- And what's this? - It's a cherry.

Put it all together, and I guess...

You get a slice of cake.

- Cake? - Yup.

Good to see you again.

You don't have many left.

Oh, yes...

We do have a Rhubarb Fraise from yesterday...

I'll take it.

My husband won't eat cake from anywhere else now.

Yes, ma'am.

Good night!

Asshole! Even you can make scones and country cakes.

Why should I. Master's not even here.

I feed you and shelter you, isn't that worth something?

Just shut up! We have bigger problems!

How can we let him go like this?

I guess Sun-Woo already left.

Just go to sleep!

Fuck this, then! You're all dead meat!

I'm home.

I have cake, too.

I said I don't need it.

Black tea.

I brought hot chocolate for your son.

Jin-su. Look at this.

Looks good, eh? Let's eat.

My brother needs someone to work for him in Pusan.

Is it good?

I was wondering... will you go with me?

Oh, don't drop it.

- We can enjoy the sea... - You'll become a mess.

And I have some money saved up.

You're doing it on purpose!

- Aw, Dad. - You little rascal!

All that matters is what you like, Son.

Poor man...

Don't touch me!

Oh, no. It's okay.

Do you like it? Is it good?

All I need is you, Son.

Enough.

Stop. Just stop it!

That year, I lost my son, too!

But we all just live with it.

Please, just stop.

Your child died over 20 years ago.

Shut your trap!

Come with me. Please?

Please.

Forget this.

Forget it all.

What did he say then?

Something...

I know he said something...

Master! I can't roll the eggs!

Jesus.

What do I do?

All right, I'm coming! Turn the gas off!

I never thought...

that I would have breakfast with you even at this age.

Like a queer couple.

Who the hell taught you that word?

How about a going-away party?

Sun-Woo is leaving soon.

- What? - Nothing.

I just realized that thick head of yours

is what kept me going all this time.

Thanks.

His body was discovered within a mile from his home.

The body was placed inside a plastic bag...

What a pity.

That's about the age when you were kidnapped.

That's what I mean.

Complete indifference. Amazing.

So I saved you, again?

...viewed as a kidnap and murder.

It's just impossible...

Then, I thought it was now impossible to punish

the person that kidnapped me.

A list of all the bakeries in the area.

All bodies were placed in black plastic bags.

All original clothing was changed.

The substances are a match.

It's a serial kidnapper and murderer who uses cake.

Don't jump to conclusions. Keep every possibility open.

And we may have one more victim...

More?

He's the same age.

Waiting for the killer to die would be faster.

There's only one man for this kind of job.

You haven't changed, sir.

After all these years, only you came to mind, Chief.

Just Mr. Cheon is fine.

But, sir...

- Any thoughts, Mr. Cheon? - Hey!

This "rhubarb", I've never heard of it.

It's just a vegetable.

Grows in Europe, early summer.

Too acidic to eat raw,

so its used as compote or a preserve.

Chervil leaves are tasteless, used for decorations.

We can find places that use it...

- Hey! - Yes?

- Fix this, too. - Yes, sir.

It's used in most patisseries.

So then it's useless trying to find it through cake...

It's not the ingredients, but their composition.

Rhubarb is often used by itself,

but this one had strawberry mousse as well.

And a tart base... with almond creme.

You see anyone?

This kind of rhubarb cake...

I know of only one shop.

- No one is here. - Who is it?

We're closed!

Old farts...

So we sent Antique's cake to the forensics lab.

It was a perfect match with the substances in the victim's body.

The culprit has been here at least twice.

How long...

And now, the third child is missing.

We don't have time. That child...

How long have I waited for this?

He needs to come home, like you.

Tell me. what happened with your boss?

That, again?

I can tell by his face how much he dislikes cake.

So that means you're not there for the cake.

Then what?

Why won't he answer?

We were sure he would demand a ransom.

We sat and just waited for the phone call,

and we have yet to catch the culprit.

I decided to open a good cake shop.

One so good that his sweet tooth would beg him to pay a visit.

For twenty years, I asked myself everyday...

Does this boy still have his bright smile?

It would be open long into the night.

For that one person that would still be awake.

If only we had listened and searched the area...

It would be a small shop.

So that I can see everything...

...and see him take a bite.

I had no field experience.

Regardless of age, gender or occupation,

Anyone could casually come to buy pastries.

A place that even a now aged man can easily visit.

I have my share of the blame.

The reason I decided to open such a cake shop...

I know I can't undo it all, but I'd like to apologize...

...was all for this day!

Is that even possible?

For anyone to take responsibility for every single outcome...

All right. I'm more than happy to help.

Master!

Can't you reconsider it?

I'm offering you all the men and money you want.

- Come with me. - I...

I need to go.

What is it about this shop?

Is it him?

Is it your boss?

Forgive me.

This hand...

Always created perfection.

It is a jewel to me,

but just money to you.

Please, stop!

A few fingers won't matter...

Only I can have you!

It hurts! Don't do this!

Get away! Get away from him!

Wait! Not the hand!

He needs to work! Don't!

But...

- He'll hit you again. - Let go!

I think you shook him up enough.

I'm sorry.

Blonde asshole.

I thought he would put up a better fight.

Why are you here?

- He bought cake. - What?

The kidnapper bought cake.

He bought your cake, Sun-Woo.

Help me out.

Ow, it hurts.

Jin-hyuk.

What about your promise?

What promise?

To sleep with me.

Seriously, at a time like this?

What do you think this scar is for?

How do I know?

Come here.

Come on. I said, "What if"!

Goddamn it.

How about him? He's cute.

Forget it. I don't want you anymore.

Me neither.

I didn't know...

how to break the news to Jean.

He can't control his anger sometimes.

Then you were never thinking of leaving?

Well...

It was right after sex, so I couldn't just say no.

You said he's out of control.

But he's a good person.

It's a mystery that you're still alive.

I'm a dirty bastard that makes cake that kills people.

I deserve it.

He should've hit that mouth of yours.

I deserve it.

No one deserves to be hit.

Don't say such things.

It hurts the people around you more.

Everytime my mother said that,

I wanted to die.

I saw my mom cheating when I was in middle school.

I hated her.

Not because she betrayed dad or our family.

But because it was with the first man I ever loved.

I was jealous of my mom.

But I realized what I was feeling

and that I was even lower than her.

Since then, I didn't care for myself.

I don't deserve it.

Being scandalous just shows that I'm my mother's son.

Maybe I still haven't forgiven her.

But you can't help it.

None of us can.

Things you can't control.

Like how I can't forget my past.

Don't even think about getting revenge.

As an ex boxing champion it would be beneath me.

Sorry I'm late.

Master!

What... What's this?

Goddamn foreigner!

He's your master, after all...

So I'll just slam him a quick right and pound his ass in!

- There's a young apprentice. - Su-young! Get the all stuff!

He's good, and he just loves cake

At first sight, I knew he would be a great patissier.

Until he can perfectly recreate all of my recipes,

I won't be able to leave.

And then?

Will you come back?

Impossible.

As long as the owner is there...

Then, good luck.

This is our beautiful and charming patissier, Min Sun-Woo.

We'll try not to get in your way...

You passed!

All right, then let's get to it.

- Right away. - Gi-beom, over here.

Hurry up, people!

- One over here. - Going well?

Wow, a real camera.

- Plug it in. - Make yourselves at home.

Don't touch my trophies!

- Sorry. - Be careful.

Woah. Cool...

We can see clearly.

Text us if something happens.

- Okay. - All right.

Let's open shop!

Welcome.

- Bonjour. - No point in exercising...

We can't even pass by.

No, we're exercising to come here.

Makes sense.

- Bonjour. - Bonjour.

Enjoy.

Looks tasty...

Enjoy, cuties.

Su-young.

Something is weird...

You're so sweet, I don't need any cake.

Something is going on here.

I can feel someone watching.

All right. I'm gonna ask him out.

You see anyone suspicious?

Doesn't that cake look so good?

Look at the customers, sir!

- Jesus. - Gentlemen.

These are our cakes, if you like sweets...

Oh, thank you so much.

- Chief, your blood sugar! - Shut up.

Here is fine.

- How's the old man? - He's all worked up.

This is probably his best moment.

You think this will work?

Even if it doesn't, I think I can understand him.

All this time.

Just melts in your mouth!

Say, have you had any strange customers lately?

Strange customers. I'm not sure...

It's definitely a male, over late teens,

not very old.

What?

Hey! Who's that?

Who...

Doesn't he smell fishy to you?

He looks like a pervert.

He's a regular here...

- I said, Chinese... - Cletus!

- A regular? - Yes...

Bring the bags.

- Lemon creme tart. - Chocolate almond mousse.

- Kassis chocolate mousse. - One Pistachio mascarpone.

One raspberry mousse,

Charlotte aux Poires and...

- Ispahan to go. - Yes.

- Apple wine mousse, please. - One moment.

Your Rhubarb Fraise.

- Enjoy. - How is it?

It's sad to think I won't see you handsome boys.

Are you moving far away?

Yup. To my brother's.

That's why... This is our address.

Bring him a cake every month, please.

He has quite the sweet tooth.

He's not joining you?

I guess not. Thank you.

You're good boys, so you'll do well.

Gi-beom's cleaning up. I'm gonna go.

All right.

Are you okay?

Why?

Just...

See you.

- Sun-Woo! - Yeah?

Sorry.

The contract Was up to 8 P.M...

It's okay. You pay me that much.

See you.

Look at his shoulders.

- Something erotic about him. - Hey, that's him.

My heart skips whenever he comes close.

Idiots. He's just an innocent nerd.

Look! Soft skin and fragile physique...

If I had to do him or some ugly girl,

I'd definitely pick Sun-Woo.

Hey! Cut it out!

You think he wanted to be born so thin?

How disgusted do you think he'd be if he heard what you said?

- Hello? - Welcome!

Are you open?

Of course. Come in!

What a professional...

That right there...

That's him on auto-pilot.

He's a freaking natural.

When it's raining, nothing like strawberry mousse!

- Which ribbon, ma'am? - Whichever is fine.

Then, gold and silver to compliment your muffler.

Enjoy and come again!

Thank you.

Oh my...

Are you all right?

I'm sorry. I'm a bit dizzy.

Would you like to rest a while?

No, it's all right.

Oh, I'll get you a new one.

It's late and pouring, so I'll drive you home.

No, I live right in front...

We're closing soon anyway, so please, let me.

This way.

Left turn. Left!

My goodness!

What is it?

He's going on delivery for thirty minutes.

- Here you go. - Oh, thank you.

Unbelievable.

What is?

Even after such a horrible experience,

he looks fine and dandy. It's really amazing.

It's quite nice out with all this fresh rain, isn't it?

And here I am taking a drive with a beautiful lady.

- Are you all right? - Yes, this is fine.

Thank you.

It's the least I can do for a great customer.

- Good night! - Good night!

Is that your son?

Yes, he's my son.

What are you doing?

Wait! Why are you...

Wait!

Excuse me!

Wait! Why are you doing this?

What are you doing in here?

Get out! Please! Get out!

I'll call the police.

Listen to me! Get out!

Go ahead and call.

Min-jun!

- Min-jun! - Mom!

Dad!

You made it...

Good boy!

Min-jun!

What's wrong?

- SWeetie! - Min-jun!

Mom! A man.

It was a man.

The man... The man did...

Why are you doing this?

Who knows what he went through...

I can never forgive that monster, Mother!

No! Don't!

Please! No!

Don't! Please...

Open up!

- You're through! - It's my child!

- You won't get away this time. - No one is in there!

Open it!

How disgusted do you think he'd be?

We're over.

I like you...

Fuck off and die, you goddamn faggot!

I never meant to say those things to him.

What the hell are you doing?

Help me, Mister! Help me!

My son has such skilled hands.

Let's celebrate your finishing the piece in two months.

Eat up.

You like it.

- My mom is waiting. - What?

There's so much left.

I have to go. I stayed too long.

I miss my mom.

No!

You can't!

My son...

What's wrong?

Come here.

I need to go home!

I'm sorry, Mister.

Go on. You weren't my son anyway.

Mister...

Are you dying?

I killed a man!

Go! Go somewhere!

Hurry. Go back home!

And forget...

Go home! Go on!

Go and forget. Forget it all.

Forget it all. Go and forget.

Forget it all! Forget it all!

No! Please... Stop...

Stop it! Stop it! Stop...

I was... I was only playing with him.

He was going to kill him after he fed him cake.

He's a real psycho.

Their cakes are good, their cakes are bad...

Mother buys the wrong cake, he'd have a fit.

Looks like he even beat her around...

Without you, he would've been the third victim.

How is he?

In the hospital. He's quite worn out.

Anyway, you saved the day.

He'll be fine...

Why aren't you working?

Master!

- Slacking off, eh? - Master!

Hey guys.

The kid?

- He's fine. - He's alive?

Yeah. He's alive.

Thank God...

Sun-Woo's face was as if I had been kidnapped.

Aw, shucks. Boss!

Let's get back to work now.

That's enough.

I said, let go! You little...

Did I get kidnapped? Idiots.

Fortunately, the boy didn't forget everything like me.

But he may remember far more terrible things.

The house of a family with generations of doctors...

It makes a difference.

Antique furniture and all. It's very nice, sir.

You've made up your mind this time? Where will you be going?

To Pusan.

Wow!

It's from France.

France?

It's for the squirt.

Me?

He better not be trying to take both of you this time.

What...

What is it?

He's inviting Gi-beom to the atelier?

Me?

It's the greatest atelier ever.

What do you think?

What do you mean? He can't even speak!

It doesn't matter.

With his skills, he won't have to.

You want to? It'll be lots of fun.

Oui, Chef!

Good. This is great.

Why do you always exclude me from these things?

I won't allow it. Look at your pathetic cakes.

- Come on, Jin-hyuk. - What?

- Jin-hyuk. - What?

That means yes!

It'll pass.

You little fuckers!

Get up, already!

- Master Jin-hyuk. - Huh?

Going somewhere?

Thanks for everything, Master.

You going back to the main house?

No. I can't impose again.

I'm going to try being on my own now.

Waited all my life to hear those words.

But why?

- I'm not worried. - About?

You're okay without me now.

Look who's talking! You sure you don't need me?

I'm all right.

I'll call when I settle down.

Thank you, Master.

Are you sure you can do it on your own?

Seriously, I don't mind!

Su-young!

I said, I don't mind!

It's so lonely...

No beautiful garcon...

What will I live for now?

What, I'm not enough for you?

You've got a dynamic hottie right here.

- You know what? - Dynamic?

I think your taste has changed a bit.

- What? Hasn't it? - I'll be inside.

I apologize, sir. What would you like?

This. Gateau au Opera.

One Opera it is.

It's the perfect season for the Opera.

A great choice, sir.

Is it a present? which ribbon, sir?

She's fairly old, so no yellows or pinks.

How about this brown with a hint of pearl?

That'll do.

Sir.

People eat cake When they're most happy.

You must be happy, sir.

- You have skilled hands. - It's nothing.

There you go.

Enjoy, and be happy!

Good day, sir!

When I'm happy?

Forget it...

Forget it...

Kim Min-jun!

Yeah?

Just tried it. Wondering if you still remember.

God, you're cruel sometimes.

You know...

I don't really remember you as a classmate.

Maybe since the later you was more interesting.

Really?

I've always remembered you, ever since graduation.

Is that so...

- So really, you did like me a little! - I'm telling you, he's gay.

No way whatsoever.

- Hi. - Hi!

See, I told you so.

Are you...

- They're hugging! - Do they live together?

- What's wrong? - They've started a family!

Sun-Woo is gay?

- They must be living together! - Sun-Woo, you little!

Girls! Wait!

No, come back!

No, I'm not!

Girls, I'm a normal, healthy young man!

I was even in the army!

They just mistook us for a gay couple, right?

Who cares? It's not like you were after them.

That's not the point!

In a couple of years, they would be so hot...

- Jin-hyuk. - What!

Now you're fine When I hug you.

You didn't hug...

- Hey! - Right?

You too. You can talk to girls now.

Strange.

Hey, are you okay? Are they boys?

- No way. - I guess they were!

Yeah, Su-young.

What?

You can't come, again?

You still haven't unpacked? Jesus...

I give up.

I'll be right over and do it for...

No, nevermind.

Come whenever, just finish it yourself.

Sun-Woo and I'll be fine.

Just eat instant noodles or something!

No. I don't know! Take care of it!

Huh?

Me? Am I okay?

Just get to it!

I'm the idiot for falling for it...

Why do people want cake in their happiest moments?

I'm not really sure,

but life may be a cycle of pain and bad memories.

That's probably why people look for cake when they're happy.

Since life is a bitter thing, we try to make ourjoys even sweeter.

Let's go sell some cakes!

Hey, Sun-woo.

A gay club?

Sure, what the hell!