When running isn’t enough
JinHo drives recklessly through the streets of Gangnam (my best guess anyway) while replaying in his mind the confrontation with ChangYul, seeing in his mind’s eye the devastated look on GaeIn’s face when he announced to the world that he was gay.
Back at the scene of the exploding fireworks, GaeIn has slapped ChangYul hard against the face for calling JinHo a dirty bastard, this being the most straightforward and blunt reaction she’s had for anything ChangYul has done so far. He’s considerably stunned that mousy GaeIn actually found the guts to hit him. “You—seem to have decided to align yourself with that jerk, but you need to get a grip on reality! That guy is a dirty sneak who knew Director Choi was gay and is using him to win the Dam Art Gallery project!” GaeIn doesn’t hesitate in her defense of JinHo, “You may be the type of person who thinks love is something to be toyed with, but not JinHo. He’s not the kind of person who uses others for his own gain.” ChangYul challenges, “How would you know that?” GaeIn doesn’t tell ChangYul she’s been living with JinHo for weeks now, but she tells him firmly that she knows JinHo better than ChangYul ever did and warns him of talking crap about JinHo ever again.
She leaves as ChangYul puts his hands on his hips and looks after her in disbelief. InHee, who has heard the entire exchange, steps beside ChangYul, “Director Choi is what?” ChangYul snits nastily, “How could you not know? Aren’t you supposed to be his right-hand?” InHee, naturally, only calculates the new information as it applies to her own needs. “So Director Choi and JinHo are…” Well, that puts a cramp into her JinHo-seduction plans.
GaeIn leaves a voicemail for JinHo asking him to pull over to the side of the road because driving in his highly-charged emotional condition is dangerous. “Just breath deeply, in and out,” she advises into the phone worriedly. She pleads into the phone, “You’ll do that, won’t you?”
It’s night time now and JinHo finds himself back at water’s edge, staring at the city lights, contemplating the crappy direction of his life. It’s amazing how the harder someone tries to stay in control, the faster it slips away. JinHo isn’t able to enjoy the quiet for very long as he gets a text message reminding him of the day’s significance and not to be late.
Next thing we know, JinHo has temporarily pushed aside the day’s stress to go home (his real home) for his father’s jehsa, the memorial offering held on the anniversary of someone’s death. He’s at his desk carefully writing the prayer for the service. SangJoon walks into the room, having been invited to dinner by JinHo’s mother. “Oh, you scamp,” he chides as he peers at the caligraphy, “how is even your handwriting so pretty? Huh? Only someone like me would stick by your side the way I do. Honestly, you’re exactly the type of guy that would be ostracized by other men.” JinHo doesn’t say anything, just stares off at nothing. “Hey, are you upset? Did something bad happen while you were at the Dam Art Gallery?” JinHo denies it but SangJoon says he smells a lie, something strange and stinky. He proceeds to take deep inhales of the supposed perfume of JinHo’s secrets…
...and get’s caught intimately sniffing his boss by HyeMi. “What do you think you’re doing?” she demands. “Why were you doing that to my JinHo? Do you know how strange that looks? SangJoon-oppa, do you like men?” That gets JinHo’s attention and he looks up to fix HyeMi with a stare. Why is everyone asking if we’re gay? his tired expression almost reads. SangJoon gets saved from answering when JinHo’s mother calls for HyeMi’s help. When she’s gone, SangJoon worries, “You know, what if I really am in love with you?! Even HyeMi, who has no perception whatsoever, senses something strange between us. Without realizing it, could I have fallen in love with you?” JinHo’s not remotely in the neighborhood of being amused. “Go wait outside,” he says dully. SangJoon whispers, “Whoa, you’re so sexy when you’re being cold.” JinHo snaps, “I said go outside.” With a smirk, SangJoon takes his leave, all the while calling to JinHo’s mother to set him up with a woman because he has so much pent up male virility that it’s now manifesting in everything he says, too.
During the ceremony, as JinHo does the requisite bows, we see the nuclear family that is JinHo’s world: SangJoon, his mother and HyeMi. And the memory of his father. This is what has always driven him up until now. But lately, his once small and orderly universe, including his singular drive to succeed on his father’s behalf, is being rocked with the introduction of another possibility, that love could also be a part of his life. Just as he had never loved HyeMi but felt no real need to make any real effort to discourage her, he’d been blindly running on a road at full speed without really taking the time to look around. Now that he has been forced to stop, things have become complicated.
At Sangojae, GaeIn is giving YoungSun the scoop about the day’s very public outing of JinHo’s gayness by ChangYul. But more importantly, she reveals she gave ChangYul a massive smack on the face with her hand. YoungSun is shocked, “You did? Really? YOU DID? My friend, PARK GAEIN? But why? Where did that nerve come from?” GaeIn replies that she doesn’t know, but at that precise moment ChangYul called JinHo ‘dirty’ her hand just raised itself and connected with his face. YoungSun is suspicious that a woman who doesn’t even have the guts to defend her own pride would go to such extremes to stand up for JinHo. “Hey…seriously now…are you sure you’re not looking at JinHo with…those…other kinds of feelings?” GaeIn stutters, “What-wh-what-what kind of other feelings?” YoungSun points out how close the two have become while living together, that during all their bonding, maybe GaeIn has developed…feelings that are more than just friendly. Very defensively, perhaps more telling because the response is so aggressively defensive, GaeIn continues to stammeringly assert, “You-yo-you, you have a really weird way of looking at things…really, I can’t believe this…we’re friends, just friends…a beautiful devoted friendship between a man and woman, just devoted friendship!” YoungSun continues to regard her flustered friend skeptically. GaeIn finishes her defensive ranting, “This girl—! What are you trying to imply…” At GaeIn’s bothered expression, YoungSun snits, definitely convinced of GaeIn’s guilt now, “Tch. Devoted friendship?” Yeah, right, YoungSun’s expression scolds.
After the late night ceremony, SangJoon and JinHo go for drinks. SangJoon thinks this is just a casual nightcap, but the normally lightweight JinHo is pounding down the shots of soju one after another, which concerns SangJoon. “What are you doing? You didn’t even have a drink during the ceremony because you said you were driving,” he points out. JinHo sighs in answer, “Hyung, why is living so complicated?” Then more to the point and the cause of all his conflict, “Should we just give up on the whole Dam Art Gallery project?” SangJoon dismisses him, there’s nothing to give up as they can’t participate anyway.
JinHo can’t stop himself from thinking about ChangYul’s accusation that his actions are shaming the memory of his father. ChangYul, of course, was referring to JinHo being gay, but it could also be applied to JinHo’s other behavior, the one that includes lying and manipulating his way to win a job contract. New friends, including Director Choi and GaeIn, have been standing up for him, defending him, but in actuality, he has done very little to honestly deserve their loyalty (in his mind). He has told both people many lies. It pricks at his conscience and on his father’s memorial day, he must truly wonder if his father would be ashamed of him. Not because he’s gay but because he’s being unethical. Even if he hadn’t been the one to start the misunderstanding, he definitely hasn’t taken any steps to tell the truth either. Passive agreement is also a type of lying. And today, he stepped over another line. When he affirmed that he was gay, he was outright lying.
JinHo comes home to find GaeIn waiting for him. “Why aren’t you in bed?” he asks in way of greeting, as if it isn’t completely obvious. It’s also probably really late considering he’d attended the memorial ceremony at home then the guzzling of drinks with SangJoon, but GaeIn is sitting in the courtyard waiting for him to come through the front doors. Her answer to his question is an understatement. “I couldn’t sleep…” she says. “It seems like you had…a few drinks…” He agrees, “Yes, a bit.” She says lightly, “From what I remember, you get a little disorderly when you drink, so go on in and get some rest.”
He starts to walk past her but she stops him, “But JinHo-shhi…why did you say all that today?” Basically she wants to know why he exposed himself so publicly when he had been so determined to keep it quiet up until now. When he sighs, she quickly takes back the question and tells him to go in and rest. Instead of going in, he sits down beside her. “That jerk ChangYul kept pushing me about whether or not I am manipulating Director Choi…right at the moment, I saw Director Choi. His eyes were so sad. I couldn’t bring myself to say I wasn’t gay. But I wonder…what that really all?” GaeIn looks at him but JinHo is lost in his own thoughts, “Or was it really my own need to beat ChangYul?” JinHo is wrestling with his own motives, is he lying to himself as a means to accomplish his own goals? Is he really acting with good intentions or simply justifying his wrongdoings? Is he really using Director Choi? “I really don’t know,” JinHo murmurs dejectedly. GaeIn is sure of the answer, though, and she tells him firmly, “You’re not that kind of person, JinHo-sshi.” At her confidence in him, he looks over at her, “Why do you take my side like that?” Her answer is simple and pure, “Because you’re my friend. Friends are always on your side, no matter what.” He smiles, then throws back lightly that her naivete is the very reason why she’s always taken advantage of by others. She chuckles, “Hey now, but no matter how dumb I can be, you’d never take advantage of me.” At the small opening, JinHo clears a frog in his throat and attempts at the truth, “To be honest, I’m—” GaeIn jumps up, feeling relieved that JinHo is doing okay. “I’d better go earn my keep and do some work,” she decides. “JinHo, I bet you didn’t know this. Wood is far more handsome when it has some gnarl and scars on it, too.”
He follows her into her work shed and offers to hold down the plank of wood she’s cutting while she handles the blade, a token reciprocation for her help. She jokes that he should go into business with her, to which he responds that he’s meant for greater things so it’s no use trying to tempt him. “Are you looking down on me because I haven’t been able to sell any of my furniture?” she titters. In amusement, he replies simply, “Yes.” He continues the teasing by adding that when he becomes rich and famous, who knows, maybe he’ll do her a favor and buy all her furniture? She tells him that he’s not allowed to buy furniture because he feels sorry for her, after all, she needs to keep her self-respect in tact, as that’s all she’s survived on until now. He snorts, “Do you even know what it means to have self-respect?” She picks up her huge chainsaw, the same one she’d revved at him on his first night at Sangojae when she found him snooping in one of the empty rooms. He exclaims nervously, “Don’t—don’t reach for that! Seriously, I almost died from heart failure when I first moved in because of that!” Indeed, he did scream like a little girl and go running. “So then why attack my self-respect?” she demands. She picks up the chainsaw-massacre weapon, “Now, what was it you said about my self-respect?” She aims the metal teeth at him. He relents and gives her a thumbs up, “It’s awesome!” Their midnight flirting is quite unique.
The next morning, their good-natured camaraderie is back in place. In his car, she asks, “JinHo-sshi? Don’t you notice something different about me?” She gestures at her face. He hides a smile and replies, “Drawing lines on a pumpkin doesn’t turn it into a watermelon.” She points out the differences, “But I’m even wearing a hat and I have a bit of lipstick on too...” This time he chuckles, “Aren’t you wearing that hat because you didn’t wash your hair?” Her face comically falls, “Yes, you are correct.” He sniffs in amusement at how well he knows her, she pouts for the very same reason.
“JinHo-sshi! That’s my bus—let me off! Let me off right there!” she exclaims hurriedly suddenly. When he pulls over, she bounds out and makes a dash for her bus. From the car, JinHo watches her pound on the door to be let on. As he drives by, GaeIn sticks her head out of a window and throws at him an enthusiastic two-handed wave. He laughs at her energy and sincerity, in fact, he can’t stop grinning even after long passing the bus.
GaeIn’s good mood, however, is quickly squashed as soon as she walks through Dam Gallery’s lobby doors. ChangYul wants a word with her. Against her better judgment, they end up across from one another over untouched drinks. She says curtly, “I have to work so make it quick.” ChangYul notes that she’s like a completely different person. With a remarkable talent for making everything about himself, he tells her, “Why couldn’t you have been more like this before? No matter how long I made you wait or always had to have my way, you always accepted everything I did without getting angry and I got tired of it.” GaeIn proves once again her inner goodness; it’s credit to her that she doesn’t reward ChangYul’s amazing arrogance with another slap to the face. She simply sits and looks at the table.
A moment later, ChangYul himself brings up the issue of the slapping, and we learn that not only is ChangYul whiny and narcissistic, but he’s also a sadomasochist, as her slap was shocking to him, but in a good way. He knows the slap was in defense of JinHo, but: “Even while angry, the truth is, I was intrigued.” He amps the asshole factor by again finding a way to blame their break-up on her, “If only you’d been so honest with your feelings from the very start, we wouldn’t be in the situation we’re in now.” WOW—if GaeIn isn’t thinking this herself, the rest of the world must be, as this is precisely why ChangYul will never do, the way he loves is selfish, concerned more about his own heart than the person he loves, no matter how sincere his feelings. These kinds of people are emotional landmines and savvy daters must be wary of them!
GaeIn’s had enough, she says flatly, “What exactly is it you’re trying to say?” He tells her, “I’m telling you I want to get to know you, the person I didn’t know before.” JinHo would be proud, she puts his imitation of a statue to shame. Her face is completely expressionless as she stares at ChangYul. He concludes, “I want to start again with you.” She scoffs, “Do you think that makes any sense at all?” But he assures her he’s sincere and he knows he won’t be able to win her heart again so easily but he’s willing to wait for her to open up to him again. “I see you still see me as someone who’s easy to control,” she says. Not true, he argues, explaining that he’s just finally realized that he’d been mistaken, that GaeIn had loved him completely, not half-hearted as he had thought. He had been especially touched when she agreed to pretend to be InHee for his mother. “GaeIn, I don’t ever want to lose you,” he tells her. In fact, he continues, she can be angry with him, she can slap him, she can call him a crazy man…he’ll accept it all patiently, just as she had been patient with him in the past.
GaeIn does the only rational thing possible in such a situation, instead of endlessly fighting in circles with a nagging ex, she gets up and simply walks away. ChangYul gives a handsomely furrowed brow at her departure (insert CF ad for how to look pretty at a cafe after being rejected by your ex-girlfriend), but he doesn’t look too disappointed. He actually looks like a smug jerk who knows he’s eventually going to get his way. He thinks this is just the first phase of the courting process.
We move onto a familiar concrete building where an even more familiar white SUV is parked. The sign reads Architectural Firm M (in Korean and English). Inside, SangJoon is excitedly exclaiming, “What’s going on? The conditions for the Dam Gallery project’s have been updated again!” A loophole to the minimum requirements has been put in place. Among the competitors that do not mold to the minimum requirements, one firm will be selected to participate. JinHo doesn’t look especially pleased, he was probably hoping the doorway would stay shut and therefore no moral dilemma would arise, no agonizing on whether or not to walk through the opening. His colleagues are tentatively elated by the marginal opportunity, although TaeHoon does wonder aloud, “Why this exception? Out of the blue?” SangJoon simply chalks it up to MS Group responding to the public outcry against the overly stringent qualifications put in place, after all, even the website crashed. The reaction must have been severe, he thinks. They just changed their minds after more consideration.
TaeHoon, on the other hand, who has a personal connection the the MS Group Chairman through his father, isn’t buying it, “Chairman Choi isn’t a wishy-washy type of man. There is definitely a specific reason for this. I’m going to solve this mystery!” JinHo doesn’t participate in the speculating, as he knows exactly what prompted the change of rules, but he orders them to quit talking nonsense and get back to work. Since he’s always prickly, TaeHoon and SangJoon think nothing of JinHo’s grouchiness and share high-fives. When SangJoon wants to smack palms with JinHo, his boss snaps, “Don’t go overboard. Our chances for entry have become even more restricted.”
The Han men at Mirae have also gotten wind of the news and President Han is on the phone with Chairman Choi trying to make sense of this new development. On the other end of the line (which we are not privy to), the MS Group Chairman must have admitted that the new provision is a way to mollify his furious son because President Han’s response is an obnoxious whine. The tells the other man it would have been better to cut out a son than sacrifice the business. The response on the other end must not be in agreement as the phone call is ended abruptly.
When he’s off the phone, ChangYul asks what the old man said. Angrily slamming the phone down, President Han snarls, mimicking what he heard over the phone, “What parents can say no to their children!?” The phone goes flying across the room. ChangYul is surprised at the lengths Director Choi must have gone in order to convince his father to bend the rules. President Han hits it on the nose, “This is all about letting that bastard JinHo into the competition!” After his son is excused, President Han thinks to himself that more drastic measures will need to be considered.
Elsewhere, ChangYul, a real chip off the old block, meets with a man in black (possibly a private investigator) and hires him to look into JinHo’s background, very specifically his sexual orientation.
In more brighter setting, SangJoon has met up with his unnie YoungSun for tea and the news she shares with him sends him into a coughing fit. “So-so-so wh-wh-what you’re saying is…JinHo ca-came out of the closet!?” YoungSun correctly deduces that SangJoon had no idea his boyfriend publicly announced his gaydom the other day and worse, poor SangJoon had been clueless to JinHo’s wandering affections toward Director Choi.
SangJoon is beside himself, he covers his face in genuine distraught. Not about a philandering JinHo, of course, but this amazing lie that is taking on a life of its own! YoungSun has no pity for the practically hyperventilating SangJoon and calls him on his own wandering eye, “You’re not completely blameless here, you know, I heard you were making a fuss and wearing couple shirts with that young guy TaeHoon and everything!” SangJoon stares at her mouth agape. She asks pointedly, “Did you betray him first? Relationships between men and women can be complicated but now I’m beginning to think relationships between men and men are even more complicated.” SangJoon stutters an incoherent apology and tries to make a quick exit. He’s in such shock with news of JinHo’s uncharacteristic behavior that he ends up slamming into a glass wall. YoungSun doesn’t see why SangJoon is being so embarrassingly upset since he’s the one who cheated on JinHo first.
Confronting JinHo at the office, out of breath, SangJoon pants, “You—you—in front of Director Choi—and ChangYul—you came out!?” JinHo asks how SangJoon heard the news and he replies he was informed by his YoungSun-unnie, to which JinHo tells him to knock it off with the unnie nonsense. SangJoon snits back, “My using the word unnie isn’t what’s important right now, is it? JinHo, how could you go that far?” When JinHo makes way to leave for the Dam Art Gallery to meet Chairman Choi, SangJoon blurts out, “For a date!?” JinHo shoots the other man a look of exasperation and receives...a smug smirk from SangJoon. SangJoon chases JinHo out of the building, “What’s the point of saying you’re not gay after coming all this way!?” he’s pleading. “Misunderstanding or not, from the bottom of his heart, Chairman Choi is trying to help us. It’s not right for you to throw it back in his face like this!” SangJoon thinks it would be a better course of action to get on their hands and feet to beg for forgiveness after they win the bid for the project. “This is an opportunity given to us from the heavens, we have to hold on to it,” he urges.
What will JinHo decide?
In Director Choi’s office at the gallery, JinHo listens as the older man refuses to accept any words of thanks from the young architect. He explains that he simply created a slim doorway for JinHo to strive for, whether or not he walks through it and into the new world will depend on JinHo’s own capabilities. When JinHo’s first words are “I’m sorry” and not the gracious pleasantries the Director had expected, the older man’s expression falters. JinHo goes onto explain that he is aware that the monumental efforts to create this doorway were done with feelings of interest for JinHo on Director Choi’s part, but these are not feelings JinHo can ever reciprocate. JinHo wants to be frank about their relationship because he doesn’t want Director Choi to misunderstand, he doesn’t want to lead the other man on. Most especially, he doesn’t want Director Choi to think that JinHo is using the Director’s romantic feelings to gain any advantage. It may seem underhanded to come clean now after this opportunity had already been created, but continued silence from JinHo would be a worse sin.
Classy to the very end, even amidst heartbreak, Director Choi asks, “Do you really want to paint me out to be such a bad person? I’m asking if you see me as the kind of person that would use business as a way into someone’s heart?” The Director ends it on a friendly, but somewhat forced, casual note, “Let’s really go fishing one day. I’ll show you properly next time.” When JinHo raises his gaze to meet the other man’s eyes, the Director’s composure crumples even more and he quickly finds an excuse to leave (indeed, Jeon JinHo’s intense, unnerving stares can do that to a
Outside the Director’s office, JinHo takes a moment to recollect his thoughts. He really should have run while he had the chance and done the soul-searching in the safely of his car because only a moment passes before InHee pounces on her prey. “Congratulations,” she tells him, “on your second chance.” She boldly suggests that he owes her yet another dinner because this chance was in part due to her help.
At the restaurant, she wastes no time getting to the point, “Yesterday, something monumental happened. Because of JinHo-sshi, GaeIn even went as far as slapping ChangYul.” Slyly, she ponders, “Could that really have been just out of friendship? Or like me, is she sensing something more from you, JinHo-sshi?” When JinHo has nothing to say in response to her fishing expedition, she continues that the vibe she gets from Director Choi, who is gay, isn’t the same type of vibe coming from JinHo. Even when she went on long business trips with her boss and spent long hours with him alone, working late into the night, she never felt like he was a man.
JinHo isn’t stupid and lately, he’s become pro at warding off unwanted advances from interested suitors, so he knows exactly what type of fish she’s hoping will bite but he feigns ignorance, “What is it exactly you’re trying to say?” She replies, “My point is I don’t get that same feeling from you.” Annoyed and frustrated, JinHo asks, “I really don’t see why I have to keep having this same conversation with you over and over.” She can’t help it, she tells him, she wants to keep talking about whether or not he is interested in women.
Figuring the rest of the dinner will go the same way, JinHo tells her he has to leave. But InHee has one last card to play. “President Jeon,” she asks, “why did you move into GaeIn’s Sangojae? Was it really just by chance?” InHee smiles like a content fox as JinHo manages a bow and takes his leave.
The animal instinct is contagious this night; there is hunting and fishing abound all over Seoul today. We leave the fox at the restaurant and head on over to Sangojae where a
They go to a quiet place to talk and President Han quickly brings up the ruined wedding and blames the ‘fox-like InHee’ for seducing away the weak-hearted ChangYul. The more slimy flattery he lays on her, the more upset GaeIn becomes. President Jackal tells GaeIn that he can’t believe his stupid son ditched someone like her, Park ChanHul’s precious daughter, who is the perfect match for their family. If he had known, he would never have allowed ChangYul to leave her. “For us in the architectural field, to have an in-law as great as architect Park ChulHan, it’s like strapping wings onto a race horse to soar to new heights, or the saying goes. Place your trust in me and take my son back.” His creepy laugh echoes over the table between them.
After her meeting with ChangYul’s dad, she now believes she has a more complete picture of his motives for wanting to get back together with her. “Wow! Han ChangYul, wow!” GaeIn tosses her briefcase onto her bed and paces her room. Rubbing her hands through her hair in frustrated fury, “Unbelievable! Han ChangYul, you’re determined to turn me into a miserable wretch until the very end!” But the bad news just keep on coming. YoungSun comes barreling in with big news. But it’s big news that stinks of wolf. Actually, stinks like son of a jackal. The big news? All the chairs designed by GaeIn that YoungSun put on her online shopping store are completely sold out. The jackal-ish twist? They were all purchased by the crazy jerk Han ChangYul. GaeIn digs her clenching fists into her hair again, “I’m about to completely lose my mind!”
When JinHo comes home, he hears something fall loudly in the back of the house followed by an involuntary yelp of pain. He storms into GaeIn’s work shed to see her gingerly holding a bleeding hand, the red dripping all over raw wood. He grabs at her wrist and yells through his worry, “Why can’t you ever be more careful!? Let me see!” She shrugs off his hand, “Forget it.” JinHo follows her to the bathroom where she’s rinsing the wound and demands, “What’s wrong?” No answer. “Do you know you have this strange habit of hurting yourself whenever you’re angry?” She says through gritted teeth, not meeting his eyes, “It’s probably because I’m so stupid. That’s why everyone takes me for such an easy pushover.”
The next day, she calls ChangYul for a meet. He comes to the café bursting with excitement at being called out by GaeIn. “Oh! What happened to your hand?” he asks when he notices her bandaged palm. “Did you get hurt?” She ignores his question and asks her own, “Why did you buy all of my chairs from YoungSun’s website?” ChangYul was trying to get in contact with YoungSun but since he didn’t have her number, he thought to at least send an email. While at YoungSun’s website, he saw GaeIn’s chairs for sale. GaeIn asks coldly, “Why? Why’d you do it? You thought I’d actually be grateful to you for buying my chairs that can’t sell?” He tells her it wasn’t out of pity but a way for him to show her a new side of himself. He wanted to prove that things important to her were important to him as well. And besides, the chairs he bought are headed for a needy branch school. “I’m really trying to make an effort here to be as good a person as you are,” he tells her. “Can’t you think of this as a gesture of goodwill?” She regards him seriously, “Do you really want to start over with me?” The rebounding look of happiness on his face is blinding.
It’s no wonder JinHo always hesitates before stepping through the doorway of Sangojae, on the other side is always something strange. This time, the two are home and JinHo is watching GaeIn stand on her head trying to find a solution to her problems through a rush of blood to the head. She doesn’t even manage five minutes before collapsing. She grumbles that she must really be getting old. He says doubtfully, “Do you really think doing that for five minutes will clear your head?” He wants to know what’s going on that she feels the need to do the headstands anyway. Instead of answering, she declares, “This isn’t working. I need to run!” JinHo looks bothered by 1) the obvious fact that something is weighing on her her mind enough to cause such strange behavior and 2) the fact that she won’t share it with him.
He tags along with her to a lookout and turnaround point in their neighborhood and watches her run in circles. GaeIn is thinking about her conversations with the Han men as she does her laps, both angry and frustrated , determination etched on her face as their words run through her mind. JinHo is watching her frantic galloping with his arms crossed and his expression just as pinched. He narrows his eyes at her suspiciously every lap she passes him by. Finally, having seen enough of her pitiful running, he grabs her arm and yanks her to a stop as she tries to pass him again. He demands an answer, “Why is someone who hates exercise running so hard? Did you cause another accident?”
She looks up at him, eyes fierce, and announces into JinHo’s confused face, “I’m going to get my revenge!”