Third Individual's POV
His aunt looks like she's planning on sending her off to Mars. Seo ya gulped, fearing what she would say. "Then make him happy!" She yelled. "Then how could I possibly do that?" She asked, crossing her arms.
"I believe that if you stay by his side, he would be extremely happy! You see, like I've said before, I've never seen him make those expressions in his entire life. Doesn't that mean he treats you special?" She asked.
"Well, I guess? We're friends, after all." "Yes! So as long as you continue to stay by his side, I won't spill the beans," she said. "Is that all?" Seo ya asked. She nodded with a smile and said, "Yes."
"Alright. What should I do now?" She asked. "What else? We're going to have lunch with Tyler. You're currently in my house, so it's only right for me to invite you to dinner," Criselle said with a smile. "I see you still have some manners left. But why with Tyler?!" Seo ya yelled.
