It was a sweltering midsummer afternoon, with heat haze shimmering over the asphalt. A fruit truck was driving slowly along. Yoo Yeo-jung sat in the driver's seat. The breeze from a small fan fluttered her hair, and her sweat-soaked sleeveless shirt clung to her full breasts.

Yoo Yeo-jung stops the truck and begins to sell watermelons.