Noona cares for me.

I had dinner with my 누나 last night. Technically, she's my old co-teacher from last year, but I refer to her fondly by the Korean title for older sister. We went out to celebrate me getting back to Korea and getting my first paycheck. It was nice and all that. However, the thing that struck me the most though, was that after dinner, she took me to Home Plus and bought me a bunch of strawberries and some food to eat because she was worried that all I eat is instant ramen and pizza. I told her that I didn't need it, but she insisted anyway. It's so once knowing that someone cares.