Day after day passed slowly. Seungyeon does her job as usual. Today, the time showed 9 o’clock in the evening. Seungyeon just finished her work and prepared to go home. Minutes before she leaves, Jonghyun comes out from his office room holding his coat and car key.

“You haven’t been home yet, Gong Seungyeon?” He asked.

“I just finished my tasks, sir. I’m going to go home now.” She said. Jonghyun smiled and asked her to follow him.

“Hurry, I’ll take you home.” He said. Seungyeon politely refused her boss offer.

“No. I can go home myself.” She is still avoiding her boss. But the sly Lee Jonghyun grab her hand and drag her in to the parking lot.

“Get in the car.” He commanded.

“But, I can...” Seungyeon can’t continue her words when Jonghyun force her to get in to the car.

"No objections, I’ll stay at the city apartment tonight.” He said while starting the engine.

"What?” Seungyeon shocked listening his words.

“Hmm? Remember Gong Seungyeon. That place is still my house.” He said calmly. Seungyeon nodded. Living there without him made her felt like living in her own house. She forgot that the place is belong to him.

“Ne, arraseo.” She said hopelessly. “Ommo god. What should I do? Why he would like to stay there tonight? I should find a new place immidiately.” Seungyeon said in her mind.

“Wae? Are you mind if I stay there tonight?” Jonghyun asked. Likely he could read her mind. Seungyeon shook her head.

“Anieyo, that is your house after all.” She said and turned around her face to the window.

They arrived in the apartment an hour later. Seungyeon took a long sigh and got off from the car. Their awkwardness is very obvious. She walked in to the building quickly but Jonghyun’s log legs is quicker. They met in front of the elevator which coincidentally opened. They stayed silent, but Jonghyun started the conversation first by telling her about their business trip.

“Seungyeon-ah, prepare your things. We’re going to Sapporo tomorrow morning.” He said before get out from the elevator.

“What? Sapporo? Do you mean Sapporo in Japan?” She asked coriously. Jonghyun nodded and stepped closer to her until only two inches gap of their eyes.

“Ne, Japan. Your Japanese is good, isn’t you?” He said. Seungyeon can feel the warm of his breathe. She stepped backward.

“Of course, my Japanese is always better than yours.” She