Song Ya started jogging as soon as she stepped out of the residential area, as if this could alleviate some of her guilt.
"I'm going to the gym, it's just that there happens to be a stall outside the gym with especially tasty food."
"And eating a little beef and noodles isn't a big deal, the coach mentioned it!"
While jogging, Song Ya came up with two impeccable excuses for herself. The gym was really too close to their community, and before her body even warmed up, Song Ya saw that yellow food truck.
But today...
When she was still over a hundred meters away from the food truck, Song Ya slowed down. "Is that the smell of barbecue? Why does today's grilled steak smell even better than yesterday's?"
Song Ya took a few deep breaths and quickly sped up, because she saw that people were already starting to line up.
