“So you’re not picky about food. Is there anything else you like? People, maybe...?”
‘What is this, an interview with a celebrity?’
“Why do you keep asking these things?”
“Oh, I just thought it’d be good to know since we’re working together. And... because I like you.”
Wooheon scoffed in disbelief. He knew full well that Yueul wasn’t really in love with him—he was just scared. And yet, the lies kept coming.
“There’s nothing I particularly like.”
“Hmm... So there’s nothing.”
Yesterday, he was trembling like a leaf, and today he’s full of questions as if he were on some sort of mission.
Wooheon disliked noise and found himself wishing he could silence the weasel immediately. Previous partners had understood this and always maintained a quiet environment around him.
“Then what do you dislike?”
“I dislike people who talk too much.”
“Oh....”
