"You have a visitor!" A woman in a uniform had her thumb hooked in her belt as she looked at Mi Young up and down. She gives her a scorn look, rolling her eyes as she pulled the door to let her pass. She watched Mi Young's figure and pursing her lips; she then nods to herself slowly as she then closes the door behind.
Mi Young has been looking forward to having lunch with her mother for quite some time. It was a routine that the had unconsciously set. She wasn't very much fond of the idea but she had just gradually accepted it. The next thing she knew she was wondering what food would her mother whip up.
For today, she smiles to herself and almost skips down the hall as she was so happy. She didn't give a damn about the disgusting look that the guard was giving her. She was too occupied with her enthusiasm that she didn't even bother looking up.
"You're here early—"