Jung Ha-Yan’s face suddenly turning serious was the first thing I noticed. Han Sora had to have thought that the word last was a bit too much because she hurriedly spoke up to explain, but Jung Ha-Yan wasn’t willing to listen.0

- I chose the… wrong words. To be exact, it’s not the last… I just… have things I need to do. I’m currently doing some research with another team, so I need to focus on the research a bit more. I thought it would end soon, but that wasn’t the case. I’ll be living there for the time being…0

- …0

- So that’s why I came to say… goodbye and to get my stuff as well.0

- …0

- I’m glad to see that you’re doing well.0

- …0

The silence was enough to describe the atmosphere, and I couldn’t help but try to read Jung Ha-Yan’s reaction. I wasn’t sure if her brain had stopped working or if it was something else, but Jung Ha-Yan was sitting with a blank stare as if she were a broken robot.0

It would probably take some time before she could accept the reality. Eventually, she came back to her senses, but she started biting her lips while trembling.0

- I don’t like this. Kgh…0

- …0

- I really don’t like this.0

Jung Ha-Yan screamed.0

- I really hate you, Han...0