After dragging Sungjong into Min Tae's car,Sungyeol's back hurt. But he didn't mind since he did it for Min Tae. Sungyeol shuts the car door after ensuring that Sungjong wasn't going to get hurt when he closes the car door.

"Thanks for the coffee and the cheesecake. If you want me to pay, I can stil-" Sungyeol cuts Min Tae off.

"I told you, it's on the house. Jeez, Min Tae. Let me at least pay for your meal."

"Yeah, sorry. I just don't think it's right leaving with even paying for the coffee."

"It's my shop. And I decide who pays and who doesn't."

"Well, thanks. Um, so I guess this is good bye?"

Min Tae waited for Sungyeol to say something back. But it seems that Sungyeol was to busy admiring the pavement.

'He would rather pay attention to the damn pavement than me. He could just say, that he wants me out of here.' Min Tae thought as she started walking to the driver's side of her car.

'Come on, Sungyeol. Just say 'Would you like to go out next friday night?' What's so damn hard about saying such a simple phrase? You whimp.' Sungyeol thought, then he heard the Min Tae's car door open. Snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Wait! Min Tae! W-would you l-like to go out next friday with me?" Sungyeol shouted, stuttering as he did so.

Min Tae sighed. Sungyeol looked up hearing such a deep sad sigh.

"Look, Sungyeol. I'm going to be straight with you. I can't go out with you."