"You're my brother's boyfriend?" A girl wearing a light pink dress asked and looked at Yuri from head to toe.
"Yes..." Yuri said as he lowered his head a little and looked at his shoes.
He wasn't wearing damaged clothes. He was just wearing their school uniform, but it felt as though she was judging him from the clothes he wore.
'Are rich people usually like this?' Yuri thought, feeling more conscious with each passing second.
How did things turn out like that in the first place? Let's go back to a few hours ago.
"Yuri, my boyfriend told me to ask you about his proposal last time. It seems like you've never reached out to him since that time," Chesca said and sucked on her lollipop.
Yuri, who had just finished writing his notes, looked at Chesca with confusion. "What proposal?" He asked her.
"Pfft." Chesca held herself back from laughing and said, "He scouted you last time, remember? Maybe you wanna become part of the entertainment world or something."
