Drunk to the point of being completely intoxicated, I don't remember what I said. But I didn't expect that being casually called by name by a stranger would make me so angry.
Walking unsteadily, I really want to hug his waist and give this hopeless fool a kiss here.
Of course, I don't really intend to do this, but I don't know where to vent this restlessness. I swallow the anger welling up in my chest and replace it with a deep sigh.
"Hey, wait a minute."
When waiting for the elevator in the lobby, a voice came from behind. Subconsciously, I put on a serious expression and looked back to see the person who called me showing a wry smile.
"Is there anything else?"
Standing behind me is the man who first talked to me in the lobby. He is slender. On the contrary, when he stands up, he is unexpectedly tall. Our eyes are at the same level.
