June's POV
I noticed the split on Ian's lip before he even finished talking.
At first I thought it was just the lighting in my room. But then he turned his head slightly and the light caught it properly.
My brows slowly pulled together. "Ian…" My eyes narrowed.
"Sooo…" I dragged the word slowly, folding my arms. "Are you going to tell me why you have a busted lip?"
His eyes flicked to mine.
Then he sighed, and stretched backward on my bed.
His shirt lifted slightly, exposing part of his torso.
I whipped my head away so fast my neck almost cracked.
Absolutely not.
Ian Han was not about to distract me with abs in my own bedroom.
"I got into a fight with Ren." He said it so causally.
I turned around instantly. "You what?!"
Ian pushed himself upright, rubbing the back of his neck like it wasn't a big deal. "I punched him."
My mouth fell open. "Why? Ian!"
"What?" he muttered.
"What do you mean what?" I stared at him. "Why would you do that?!"
