"If you ask me all of that so straightforwardly, it is natural that I will be too shy to answer them," he spoke out.
"Nevermind," she answered, "But whatever you are trying to accomplish, it won't be successful. There will be no relationship between us beyond that contract. Know that."
"Future isn't that predictable," he pointed out before adding, "Let's get going if you are feeling well. You did mention on how you had to go home now. Judging from the condition of the sky, it seems that it will be raining soon."
Jung Chaerin raised her line of sight after hearing those words from him, and seeing how the state of the sky was, she understood what he had meant.
Even if it was for a mere second, Ryu Seyoon was sure that he had seen a strange emotion cross through her eyes; it was sadness yet could not be simply described by that word alone.
Knowing that she would only be further displeased with him if she probed on this matter, he remained silent and kept smiling at her.
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The ache that pierced through her head a while ago showed no signs of easing, and unable to concentrate on her work further, she stood up, causing for her chair to be pushed backwards.
Placing both of her hands on the table, she supported herself while she let out a deep breath. The sound of the rain outside clearly reached into her ears, and staring at the window— of her study— she watched as the rain pellets hit the glass surface.
The droplets slid down the smooth surface, occasionally leaving a trail. The cold wind blew along with the rain, and at time, the rapid air changed the direction of the rain.
Jung Chaerin made her way over to the window, and extending her hand forward, she touched the glass. The surface felt cold to her touch, and even if the pain in her head kept on increasing, she paid no attention to it any longer.
Her eyes fell on her reflection at one of the rain droplets. Like a kaleidoscope, the rain spread her reflection into many parts.
All of a sudden, her chest constricted painfully, and it was difficult for her to breath. She squeezed her eyes close, and raising her hand, she enveloped her head with it, trying to ease the strong ache that pierced through it.
A gasp escaped from her mouth as she stumbled backwards, and Chaerin could not bring herself to watch the rain any longer.
The sound of the rain hitting the glass surface reached into her ear, letting her know of its presence distinctly and tormenting her more in the process. The fact that she was aware of the rain outside brought more pain to her.
That's when, she had heard her phone ring. But she did not bother with it. As her phone continued to play its ringtone continuously, she turned her back on it and began to run away from the room. Opening the door, she left the room.