"I want to break that iron wall."
"Are you crazy?"
Frowning deeply, I opened my mouth. Looking at the man sitting in the chair, pretending to be downcast,
"...You are crazy, in another sense, yes."
"Why did you get slapped instead of me?"
"Of course. Because I'd rather be hurt than see you, Yeoju."
"Huh?"
Hwaak-
His calm tone, as if asking the obvious, and his sweet gaze made my heart flutter. To hide my flushed cheeks, I rolled my eyes, avoiding his gaze.
"Huh? You were just excited, right?"
"No."
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