The man next door
“Here you go. Take my number now.”
“Oh, I see. Just wait a minute.”
The female protagonist was too proactive in giving out her number. Yoon-gi panicked and quickly typed in her number. The female protagonist smiled brightly upon seeing this and threatened Yoon-gi in a cute voice.
"I'll be contacting you a lot from now on. I'm looking forward to it."
“If you keep contacting me, I’ll block you.”
“Hehe, then I’ll do it moderately.”
"Okay. Come on in, kid."
“No, no, the high school girl is leaving now~”
Looking at the back of the female lead who had left so refreshingly, Yoongi chuckled and muttered in a low voice.
“You’re so cute, baby.”
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“Hehehe”
Humming a pleasant tune, she opened her phone and entered the contact number with the exact word "Mister." She buried herself in bed, pondering the situation. They say a person's first impression is their lasting impression, don't they? So, after much deliberation, she sent a text message.
"Hello, mister. I'm the mature high school girl next door. Not a brat."
… After sending that text, the female protagonist went to sleep with a satisfied expression on her face. Yoongi's text in response.
"Not a brat, but a baby. Baby, grow up quickly."
The next day, the heroine's heart will probably burst.
"…mister!!"
“What, the kid is here?”
"What was it yesterday? When I told you I wasn't a kid, you said I was a baby. What's a baby? A baby! I'm all grown up!"
The female protagonist, who was holding her breath and broadening her shoulders to make herself look taller than Yoon-gi, nodded as if it was funny.
“No, really. To me, he’s just a baby.”
Don't laugh like that, Min Yoongi ㅠㅠ - A crazy writer at night
⛔️Please note that this article may be a mess because the author suddenly went crazy and wrote it ^^⛔️
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