"Nice shot. You deserved it." Mi-Cha patted her back with a beam.
Naeun's grip tightened around the end of her blouse. She looked up with widened eyes at Taehyun to find him already smiling in her direction. His eyes reflected...
Trust,
Love,
And most importantly warmth. Naeun felt a shiver down her spine and goosebumps up her arms. There was silence for a while but then everybody started shouting at once. It was obvious from their expressions they didn't approve of Taehyun's decision.
"Taehyun, what does this mean!?" An uncle shouted, his voice filled with wrath.
"She isn't a member of our blood!"
"You!" A woman in her late 60s pointed her finger at Naeun with burning eyes, "How did you manage to lure my nephew with your filthy tricks?"
Naeun got up and smiled. It wasn't a pleasing one but an intimidating one.
"Even if I did seduce him, I at least managed to. Neither one of you could do so."
"You-You-Witch! Don't you have any manners?"
