Romanticism System
A faint soy sauce stain decorated the collar of his T-shirt, proof of his careless lunch.
Joonwoo smiled faintly.
“It was… fine, I guess.”
Junghwan’s grin widened as he shot him a thumbs-up.
“Good! Did you make any friends? Or… girlfriends?”
Joonwoo groaned, dragging the last syllable as his shoulders slumped.
“Dad…”
(He never changes…)
From the kitchen, a sharper, more grounded voice cut in.
“Junghwan, stop pestering him the moment he comes home.”
Seo Yuna appeared, wiping her hands on a towel. Her hair was neatly pinned back, her face composed but softened when her gaze landed on Joonwoo.
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