"Are you crying?"

"……."

Instead of answering, Sa-young jerked his hand away. The abrupt motion sent Uijae's hand flying into the air, leaving a stinging pain. "Ouch…" he muttered softly. The sound of heavy breathing stopped. Rubbing his throbbing hand, Uijae called out.

"Lee Sa-young."

"…Just stay seated."

"Stop ordering me around and answer my question."

"Oh, sure. Stay standing then… if you don’t mind not being able to walk."

His voice was rough, like an animal growling. Uijae’s body tensed instinctively, but he clenched his teeth. If he backed down now, nothing would change. Uijae defiantly stepped toward the table. But—

What he stepped on wasn’t the floor. It was something firm, large, and slightly angled…

"…A foot?"

It must’ve been Sa-young’s. But before he could think further, his body tipped forward. Luckily, two strong hands caught him by the shoulders before he fell flat on his face. The growling voice scolded him.@@novelbin@@

"I told you to stay seated."

"Explain yourself. What’s going on with you?"

"If I told you the floor’s littered with glass shards, would you sit down?"

Fair enough. Uijae nodded, and a sigh came from above him. The hands that had been holding him let go. Now’s the time. Uijae rapped on the table.

"Come here."

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