Sehun had inadvertently sealed their fate. It was a straightforward, candid blunder, but Krystal used it to her advantage and had him out of the estate, a limousine, and then a secluded, ostentatious restaurant in an area he did not know. She propped her elbows onto the table, laced her fingers among one another, rested her chin atop her hands, and smiled. The following words astounded him.

"Why don't you tell me about yourself, Sehun?" she said in fluent Korean.

He placed his hands on his lap and felt a little lost and… lonely.

"What would you like to know?"