His breath caught in his throat.
Ji-woo looked up, following his distant gaze. A tense silence stretched between them until Seo Tae-joon broke it, licking his lips nervously. Ji-woo simply held her breath, staring at him, waiting.
“Ji-woo,” he finally said. “Were you hurt?”
She didn’t answer. His question had steamrolled the suggestive mood she had so carefully built. He was changing the subject. He even took a step back, putting a careful
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