As they reached the entrance, Mingwa turned to face Taewoo, her arms crossed and an annoyed expression on her face.
"You were intruding, you know," she said sharply. "I didn't invite you over. You just decided to show up and follow me in."
Taewoo raised an eyebrow, his usual calm expression unfazed by her irritation. "You let me in," he replied, his tone matter-of-fact.
Mingwa huffed, clearly not satisfied with his response. "Letting you in after you barged your way through isn't the same as inviting you," she shot back. "If you want to come over again, you need to tell me first. And wait for my permission."
Taewoo's lips curved slightly, though it wasn't quite a smile. "I didn't think I needed permission."
"You do," Mingwa insisted. "I don't care who you are or how powerful you think you are, if you want to be in my space, you'll wait for an invitation."
