The train stopped. Doors hissed open. An elderly woman shuffled in, clutching a paper bag that smelled faintly of roasted nuts. She sat beside him and, without a word, pulled out a chocolate bar wrapped in gold foil. Almond chocolate.
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Then he tucked the other half of the chocolate bar into his pocket. A gift for when he called her tonight. The train stopped
The progress bar froze at 99%. Jae-won tapped his screen, then sighed. The subway train lurched into a tunnel, and the signal died along with the last sliver of his hope. without a word