Minho stared at Seon Yul, who was staring straight back at him. She was still frowning at him from her high chair. Her one arm crossed over her chest mimicking Junghee when she was upset. Minho sighed before he shot her a lopsided grin in the hopes of making her smile. She didn't.

“It couldn't have been that bad” Minho tried to reason, but the way that Seon Yul left her left arm hang by her side told him otherwise.