"How ya doing?"

"Me?"

"Yeah."

She looks at him in disgust.

"Why are you talking to me?"

"Er... just because...?"

"Why? Are we that close?"

Her expression turns darker and darker.

"Look, I said I'm sorry." he steps forward and grabs her wrist.

"Right."

"Hey, we're colleagues. We'll be working together more and more..."

"Colleagues? Work together? No, I want nothing to do with you." she snaps, shaking his hand away.

With one last glare, she turns and walks down the hallway, her perfume still lingering.

He sighs. He knew he let her down. He knew he made her disappointed and upset. It was his fault. And he knows.

She turns left at the corner and walks on.

"Hey Hanna wait up!" he yells and chases after her. He has to make this right.

He follows her path and runs.

He turns left at the corner too...

But stopped.

"What's going on?" a certain man  with his signature cap asks, crossing his arms.

She turns around and shoots him a murderous look.

"I..." he stammers, taking a careful step forward.

"Bobby, shouldn't you be practicing? What are you doing here?" Mr. Yang asks, expecting an answer to why he is wandering around the main building.

He blinks a few times at the boss, dazed.

He was practicing. But she has to walk past the training room and catch his attention.

He followed her. Yes,