Third Individual's POV
The atmosphere was thick and the tension was heavy, like a storm ready to break loose in any minute. It's so much more than anticipated. They haven't spoken to each other for a second, since they seem speechless after Tyler's action.
Tyler still remains steady in holding her waist. As Seo ya realizes the situation, she gasps and moves away. They looked in different directions and coughed. It was awkward.
"I..." Seo ya mumbled, trying to make the awkwardness lessen. "I just tripped, nothing more and nothing less okay? I didn't do it on purpose just for you to hold me alright?" She asked in a stupefy, as her words break in every second as though she's nervous.
Tyler just nodded and covered his mouth with her palm. All of a sudden, the tension was broken by the sound of the telephone. Tyler walked towards the telephone in a hasty way and grabbed the telephone as he placed it on his red, flustered ears.
