"Hey... why would you say that he likes you, or rather—"

Uijae quickly swallowed the curse that was about to escape his lips. As much as he wanted to treat Sayoung kindly, it was difficult. Sayoung, who had stepped closer to face Uijae, blinked and tilted his head slightly.

"Why?"

"Move your damn— Just move."

"Don’t you like me?"

Sayoung’s long eyelashes fluttered. Uijae clenched his teeth. In his mind, the disrespectful Lee Sayoung and the innocent boy he once knew clashed violently. He understood they were the same person, that Sayoung had been through so much and had waited …