Emerging from the bathroom, Min-a found Seung-ho sitting on the bed. He decided to ignore his presence, scrolling through his wardrobe and picking out casual black plaid pants and a white crisps shirt. “A gray blazer will go along with that.” Seung-ho pitched in. “I know,” Min-a replied curtly, picking a dark gray oversize blaze with a matching gray tie, hanging on the stand. Now did he really know? Of course, not. But he wasn't willing to give Seung-ho the satisfaction of taking his suggestion. “Do you want to talk about last night?” Seung-ho broke the tense silence in the room. Min-a didn't reply right away. “Figure out what you did wrong, then we will talk,” he said, turning around to face him. “Any hints?” Seung-ho asked, sighing as he got off the bed. “No.” “Okay, oh, Miss Seo sent a text asking if you were still showing up.” Seung-ho, as usual, backed off so he didn't feel pressure. “Where does it look like I'm heading towards? The altar?” Min-a sassed, lookin
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