The air immediately felt tense and what was that? Jin-Yeok was smirking as if this whole situation were a game to him.
How can he hold someone else in front of me and expect me to stay calm? He... He was hurting me and he didn't even realize it.
I wanted to throw the crumpled can at both of them.
I wanted her gone. My inner thoughts screamed. All it would take was one word from me. One word and this whole thing would stop.
But no. If I said that, if I complained now, Jin-Yeok would smirk, tilt his head, and say something like,
"Ah, so you were jealous after all."
And I'd rather eat dumbbells for breakfast than hand him that victory. Yes, I'm petty and pained. Leave me alone.
So I persevered.
I clenched my teeth and pushed through the planks, the stretches, the endless reps over and over even as I felt her gaze drifting back and forth, far too often that it seemed like she honestly wanted to provoke me.
She wasn't even hiding it anymore.
