That night Kiaraa had difficulty falling asleep as she kept recollecting the moments, she spent with Song Ji Hun.
Kiaraa made a decision to see her counsellor the next day as all of this was messing with her mind and she is not able to handle her emotions. It felt like she wanted to burst out.
Similarly, on the other side of the city Song Ji Hun was feeling no better.
He was sitting on the bean bag in his room, recollecting the events of today when there was a knock on his room door.
Assuming it to be his mother, Song Ji Hun opened the door looking annoyed but when he saw Yang Nam-il standing there with a huge grin painted on his face, he got surprised.
"Are you not going to welcome me?" Yang Nam-il entered the room and comfortably settled on Ji Hun's big bed.
"You are already in the room" Song Ji Hun calmly said and closed the door.
"What a comfortable bed" Yang Nam-il slept on it, rolling from one corner to another.
