"Hyung!" Youngjae called Jiwoo, turning around from the doorstep to look back at the car in which Jiwoo was seated.
Jiwoo kept his eyes fixated to the road, his arms stretching out and holding onto the steering wheel. He refused to look at the house in question.
Youngjae nervously chuckled, "Yuna-yah, I think we should just go." He nervously suggested.
"No, Oppa!" Yuna held onto his arm and shook her head, "Call him inside. I promise it'll be worth it." She insisted.
"Yuna." Youngjae sighed, "Next time I'll persuade him, I promise." He said confidently. "This time I couldn't tell him beforehand so he's flustered." He tried to make excuses for Jiwoo.
Suddenly, a voice from inside the house called Yuna. "Who is at the door?" Jinha, Yuna's older sister called her from a distance, closing in on her while pushing her wheelchair.
"Unnie…" Yuna pressed her lips together. "It's-"
