"What do you think of the tea, Miss Oh?" Min Soobin questioned.
The two of them were seated opposite to each other in Min Soobin's study room, and Oh Miyeon's eyes were on the cup of tea before her. The atmosphere between them was something Miyeon to be stiff, and she was tired of thinking of the reasons on why she was invited at his study room.
There were no urgent business she could think of, and Min Soobin's nonchalant expression did not help her figure out the answer as well.
Raising her head to stare at him, she curved her lips to form a small smile and answered, "The tea tastes amazing. I am not that knowledgeable when it comes to teas though."
'This tea must have cost him a fortune. No, that amount would not matter to him, but this is type of tea I can drink once in my lifetime. I should really treasure this moment.'
He nodded before silently going back to drinking his tea.
Staring at him for about a minute, she expected him to start a conversation, but that did not happen. Solemnly and quietly, he drank the drink before him.
'That's it? You brought me here to have tea with me? Although it might not look like it, Min Soobin, I am a busy person too. Ah! It's not like I can say anything in this tense situation!
Yah! You Bastard, start speaking or else I will be leaving. No matter how good the tea is, it tastes bland at this situation!'
"Did I displease you by calling you at here?" he bluntly asked.
That question of his caused her eyes to widen, and she wondered whether or not her eyes gave away the current set of emotions she felt towards him. As expected of Min Soobin, he was really perceptive; someone as average as her was definitely a open book to her.
Frantically waving her hands in front of him immediately, she voiced out, "You have misunderstood, Mr. Min. It is nothing like that. I was just thinking about something annoying that's all. I am sorry that you got the wrong idea."
"You don't need to apologise for that," he spoke out, "It seems that you are really displeased with me about something."
Fortunately enough she was about to control herself before a gasp escaped from her mouth. He meticulously observed her, and in that very moment, she wanted to bang her head against the wall.
"No, Mr. Min, you have misunderstood. How can I be displeased with you? Have you done anything to make me displeased?" she vocalised.
Her last question made her bit her tongue. This was clearly her questioning him about the past, and due to the loose control she had over her mouth, she wanted to beat herself over it.
No matter what had happened in the past, if he was acting that it did not happen, she should maintain that attitude as well. He was clearly providing her with a roof now, and she should be more grateful.
"It's because I am the jerk, right?" he asked, raising one of his eyebrows.