Third Individual's POV
After a while, Min Hyuk finally finished getting some stuff. He went to the upper floors to see how Seo ya is doing. "Miss Jang, are you in there?" He asked, knocking on a door.
"Yes, I am. You may enter and tell me your thoughts," Seo ya replied in a low tone. "Thoughts about what, miss?" He opened the door, and what he saw shocked him.
Seo ya's wearing a beautiful formal crimson dress, her long black hair cascades down her shoulders and her eyes as bright as the sun on a summer day. Her smile is so sweet that no maj couldn't help but to mirror it.
Her hand goes up slightly, looking into Min Hyuk's eyes with such an intense gaze. "Your face is red. Could it be that you were mesmerized by my beauty?" She chuckled. Min Hyuk flinched back, and said in a stuttering voice, "G-Get a hold of yourself, miss."
