"Yes," Wooyoung just nodded and flashed his pearly white. Rina realized how he was looking so fine that moment as the sunlight shone from behind with a yellowish and orangey background. "I wanted to know about it."
"Why?"
"Because I want to become your ideal type of a man,"
Rina looked unimpressed and just stared at Wooyoung like he was a crazy man. He was starting to spout some nonsense, expressing his sincerity by raising his thick brows up and down. She only found it annoying.
Her hands squeezed into a fist and showed it to Wooyoung, "Do you want to get hit?"
Wooyoung's smile disappeared, and it immediately turned into a frown, "Aren't you getting too violent, Rina?"
Rina just rolled her eyes, crossed her arms; her milky white skin on her face was becoming red. "It was because you kept on joking around."
