“What?! What are you talking about?! Break up?! No! What are you saying?!” Jinah’s mouth fell wide open at Luhan’s sudden outburst. His brows were furrowed angrily, his fists were curled tightly and his jaw was tightly clenched.

His heart ached and he hated the reason for it. He was so angry at Jinah for uttering such nonsense and there was no way he would agree on it. Just no.

Jinah honestly only half meant it when she asked for a breakup. A part of her didn’t want the whole act to end, solely because of her feelings towards Luhan. On the other hand, she wanted it to end because it was getting hard for the both of them. His image was getting ruined more each day, he was losing fans because he was in a relationship, Jinah was being a third wheel when it came to Yeon Ah and him, and strangely, she felt like Luhan was getting... more attached to her.

“I mean – I think we already covered up the scandal and don’t you think that’s enough?” she asked, feeling her heart clench.

His gaze was still not leaving hers; it was intense and almost frightening, as if he just stole a lollipop from a little boy.

“If that’s your only reason, then no.” He looked away and crossed his arms. He breathed heavily and closed his eyes.

‘God, what am I supposed to do with this guy?’

She thought about her proposal carefully. He wasn’t being unreasonable. It was getting harder for the both of them.

“Then give me a reason to stay in this act, Luhan.”

“Give me a good reason for you to leave except for the first lame excuse you used,” he argued.

Jinah sighed. Her shoulders slumped and she made a face at him while he still had his eyes closed. “Luhan, I’m not fooling around here. You know exactly what I’m trying to say.”

“No,” he replied stubbornly.

“Do whatever you want then. I’m going to your company –“ Jinah was standing up when he got yanked back on the bench and she groaned. She glared at him and he just looked at her with those big, sparkly, innocent eyes.

“Aren’t you happy with me?” he asked. It made her shut up and she felt my heart beat rapidly. If only he knew what that question meant to her.

Ignoring the thoughts in her head, she pressed her lips into a firm line. “Ask one more irrelevant question, I will be in your company in no time,” she said firmly.

“How is my question irrelevant? I’m asking if you’re happy with me or not. If you’re happy, then you have no reason to leave. If you’re not, then let me fix whatever you’re not happy with. If you don’t think you’re safe being alone, you can move in – wait, no… there are 11 hormonal guys in the dorm –“

“– twelve, to be exact, that includes you,” she cut him, ignoring the first few parts he said.

“Yah. I’m not like them!” He cleared his throat and continued, “Anyway, as I was saying, it won’t be ideal for you to move in too. I can move in at your apartment –“

“– and g