#004

Seojun had already mentally packed his bags. Though he couldn’t brag about being the best clerk at Fred’s store, finding someone as competent as him wouldn’t be easy. For years, he had loyally served at the secluded Hamon convenience store without a single grumble. Naturally, he was bound to feel a sense of loss.

#003

Seojun’s mind wandered through daydreams of traveling through America in a truck. His striking features were etched in a distant gaze, fingers absentmindedly tracing the surface of a lemon. Suddenly, the convenience store door swung open once more.

#002

There was a time when Independence Day meant August 15th to Seojun, not July 4th. Back then, his family name was different, but his first name—Seojun—stayed the same.

#001

A young man in a bright red uniform vest, which could easily remind one of a die-hard Republican supporter, stood in front of a beverage display, rubbing his smooth chin. He looked thoughtful, trying to figure out the best way to organize the jumbled assortment of drinks in front of him.
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