The tone of his words seemed off, didn’t it? Uijae stepped back and responded awkwardly.

“Leaving the house? You’re speaking strangely, aren’t you? It was your house to begin with. It was weird that I was staying there.”

“Why… ha.”

Sayoung crossed his arms and tilted his head. He sighed loudly, clearly for Uijae to hear. The tapping of his fingers on his arm betrayed his growing impatience.

“For the past three months, where did you sleep? Not on the ground, right…?”

“What?”

“You lived in my house for three months. Doesn’t that mean we were living together?”

“No, I …