Kim Yong-Sun’s POV

I rested my eyes on my housemate all the time I brought up the spoon to my lips. I was quietly munching on the tteobokki she made for me when she looked up at me.

She stifled a laugh and she lightly shook her head at the same time. My heart beat faster when she gently brushed my lips with her fingers. “Haisy, Yeba, you got it all over you.”

She's beyond beautiful. She can cook. She took care of me well. She never left my side ever since I woke up in that room. So you’ve never made a move on her? Bull. I cursed myself. "You're definitely my type. I must've been blind."

She retracted her fingers as soon as I expressed my regrets. She heaved a sigh as she shifted her gaze elsewhere. "How can you say something like that with a straight face?"

“Are you seeing someone?” I tested my luck. I got nothing to lose anyway. Wait. I did not even know what I currently had to lose. She stared at me. She seemed awfully distant. “No, not at the moment,” she answered me.

“Well, why don’t you go out with me?” I pressed my luck. She widened her eyes at my suggestion. She cleared before she quickly finished her drink. “Can you please stop joking around like this?” she begged me.

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