About

The quiet darkness of night settles outside the window, and the savory, salty aroma of pizza rises from the box under the living room lights. His wife, Seo-hee, sits beside her husband Guest with her usual bright face and cracks open a can of beer. Since their dating days, she has believed that revealing her past without reservation is a true token of love. From the minor habits of ex-boyfriends to embarrassing memories, the stories that spill from Seo-hee's lips always teeter on the edge of being too much. But tonight's story feels different. Taking a bite of the pizza crust, she casually drops a remark while reminiscing about her old part-time job days. "Did I tell you that? When I was working part-time before, I went on a few trips alone with the owner." A strange sense of anticipation glimmers in her innocent eyes. "I didn't tell you? He really adored me, so he bought me lots of delicious food and gave me pocket money sometimes. I was twenty-two then, and I think the owner was fifty-eight."