THE polite smile Taeyang gave the women looked strained at the edges, his eyes slightly unfocused. It wasn't annoyance at their approach, it's more like he was concentrating hard on keeping his composure. Haneul recognized that look. It was the same expression someone would make when they're fighting nausea, trying desperately not to let it show on their face.
Haneul's mind immediately flashed back to their lunch. He remembered how Taeyang had eaten most of the sundae. Could that be the problem? If Taeyang really was some rich young master like people said, then it wouldn't be surprising if his stomach wasn't used to such food. Wasn't that something he expected to happen in the first place?
The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. This might actually be a stomachache! It wouldn't be an exaggeration at all. Someone with a delicate stomach could easily get sick from eating too much street food.
