The temperature of the cafeteria dropped several degrees at his cold tone. Only Yoon Seoyul was able to react unaffectedly and move quickly in that atmosphere. He cupped the side of Cheon Areum's face with the utmost care.
"Did I say something that upset you just now?"
Cheon Areum icily glared up at Yoon Seoyul for a few seconds before hiding his face in his arm again, without picking a fight. Yoon Seoyul's hand slid down to cup his nape as he kissed his head many times, until a watered red started appearing on his nape, which Yoon Seoyul covered with his palm.
"I will call you later. Just stay away for now."
Yoon Seoyul resumed the previous conversation with Han Kakta and, without even glancing at him, ended it with a final response.
"Alright."
Han Kakta muttered, turning his head away slightly and securing his hands in his jumper jacket's pockets.
