He slipped the rubber band from the cluster of flowers he’d picked. Gathering her hair, he prepared to tie it back, but his eyes caught on the delicate nape of her neck. “Hwang Jo-yoon won’t be a problem anymore,” he said, feeling her body stiffen at his words. “So you don’t need to worry,” he added, his voice softening.
Ji-woo touched her hair, the unfamiliar feeling of it being tied up making her movements awkward. “So pretty,” Seo Tae-joon
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