Both Han Taehee and Lee Jinhee were at Lee Jinhee's room, and Lee Jinhee stared at the ground whilst waiting for Han Taehee to start talking.
"Were you hurt that I didn't tell you I was a boy?" Han Taehee questioned— hope visible in his eyes.
Lee Jinhee noticed it and did not have the heart to crush it. However, Lee Jinhee did not want Taehee to have false expectations, and, therefore, Lee Jinhee closed her eyes tightly.
She couldn't let him see her eyes and figure out what she was currently feeling.
"No, that wasn't what bothered me," Lee Jinhee spoke out.
Lee Jinhee was seated upon the bed whilst Han Taehee stood before her. Kneeling down to Lee Jinhee's height, Han Taehee stared at Jinhee's face with desperation noticeable in her current expression.
"You weren't hurt? Not even slightly? Come on, Lee Jinhee. You had to feel something about it," Taehee spoke out.
