After a while, Kiaraa came out of the bath wearing a light-yellow coloured cotton dress, her hair was wet so she stepped towards the mini cupboard to search for a hair dryer.
Sensing the moment in the room, Song Ji Hun, who had been in deep thoughts until now, stepped inside.
Seeing her state he scolded her, "Are you crazy? Why would you wet your hair at night? You'll catch cold"
"Stop pretending like you care" Kiaraa was still searching for her dryer.
From some other drawer, Song Ji Hun calmly took out what she is looking for and handed it to her.
"I am not pretending, Kiaraa. I do care" He replied.
Kiaraa chuckled as if she heard some joke, "Please, save that act for someone else. I am pretty sure, after Aera it must have been you who was disappointed seeing me alive."
Song Ji Hun decided to ask her what has been on his mind, since she uttered those words.
It was a good opportunity.
