NBFF 93

Joo Jihye was watching TV.

At the faint, pleasant smell drifting in from somewhere, her head snapped around.

Seeing Oh Hyeonseong approaching with two bowls on a tray, she asked,

“Uh, is that porridge?”

“Yeah. It’s a special meal for a patient.”

“Isn’t porridge not really a special meal, but something you eat because it’s easy to digest?”

“Then should I just take it away?”

“I’m sorry…”

Joo Jihye obediently sat down in front of the table.

Oh Hyeonseong placed a bowl of porridge in front of her.

It was pure-white porridge, with no particularly noticeable ingredients mixed in.

Just as its appearance was ordinary, the aroma it gave off wasn’t anything especially remarkable either.

‘…Porridge? It’s not that I’m complaining, but… I thought something different would come out.’

Joo Jihye’s expression drooped.

She had been looking forward to this. Not only was Oh Hyeonseong personally cooking for her, but…