"Does Yoongi usually eat so tastelessly?"
"yes."
".. ah."
I ran out of things to say, so I just played with my phone while eating. Then, Yoongi turned off my phone and met my eyes.
"You won't look at me?"
Who wouldn't fall for that fatalistic remark? I really want to kiss him right away. Why are people so fatalistic? Were they cleaning up after they'd already eaten and then cursing the professor who gave them the assignment bomb?
"Meet me here, Yoongi."
"It's not that pleasant."
"Huh... Yes...?"
"There's a woman next to you. What do you think?"
"Just... isn't he my younger brother...?"
"She's so clueless. She's a fox. She's a nuisance. She's the type of person that even men hate."
"..we just met,"
"What do you want me to do? I'm not attracted to you. Why, do you want to have sex?"
"Yes. Isn't her body pretty enough?"
"It's nice to satisfy my sexual desires, but I like people who are attractive to me. Honestly, I don't look at that body."
"I like bold people."
He wrapped his arms around the waist and head of the dazed female lead, who was blinking absentmindedly, and brought her face closer. Her cheeks flushed, and Yoongi smiled, their foreheads touching. Perhaps it was because there were so many people, but he gave her a soft kiss and stroked her hair.
"You're not a fake girlfriend, are you?"
"To be exact, it's a two-way relationship."
"Anyway, Mr. Yoongi has a contract with me."
"Oh, I asked my cousin to do that. Bye."
"..."
It was a perfect victory for Yoongi. Yoongi, who had grown fonder of her, intertwined his hand with the woman's. He then walked away. The eyes of the women who had been eyeing Yoongi dazzled him, but he simply waved his middle finger, grabbed his bag from the classroom, and left with the woman.
"Ugh... Yoongi... Do you really like me...?"
"I like you. Come closer."
As the heroine approached, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his embrace. He listened to her heartbeat, and it was fast, too. His ears were also flushed. He turned his gaze to the dark, deserted alleyway. Then, Yoon-gi spoke.
"Are you suggesting we go into an alley and kiss?"
"Okay. I'm a fast learner -"
"Ugh... no, Yoongi, ss,"
He covered my mouth with his hand and walked into the alley with me. It was dark, and no one was around. Everyone was busy going their own way.
"I like you, Miss Yeoju."
Their lips met, a precarious, dangerous kiss. It was Yoongi's way of loving, and their love.
"We're dating."