The coffee shop’s door opened, and a young man walked in. After looking around the place carefully, he spotted a young woman sitting by the window. She was in a semiformal attire rather than her usual grey business suit, but her neatly tied ponytail was a definite trademark of Kim Hannah.

The young man walked up to her stiffly, but Kim Hannah showed zero reactions. She had her arms folded and her legs crossed, staring in front of her with an expressionless face.

Like a criminal with clear evidence against him, Seol Jihu hesitantly sat down on the seat across from her.

“Kim Hannah….”

He called her quietly, but Kim Hannah wasn’t even staring at him. He couldn’t be sure whether she was zoned out or just ignoring him, but her eyes were staring at the empty air.

A heavy silence filled the atmosphere. Seol Jihu looked down somewhat in shame. The awkward atmosphere was hard to bear. He would have much preferred Kim Hannah to spit out curses as he expected her to, but she had a different air about her.

‘This can’t be good.’

He schemed to look for the right opportunity to gloss over the subject, but that thought vanished completely. No matter how mischievous and immature he was, he knew when and when not to joke with someone.

Just as he was starting to get worried that his pounding heart might pop out of his chest…

“I’ve thought a lot about it.”

Kim Hannah finally began.

“You might have thought… that I was being overprotective of you. Of course, I don’t agree with that at all, but I understand if that’s what...