Sora's POV
I just stared at Yeongjae.
He stared back.
Calm. Amused. Smirking, like he had just dropped a bomb and was now enjoying the smoke.
Across the table, Yejin, Hanna, and Logan's gazes bounced between us like they were watching a very slow, very awkward tennis match.
Finally, Logan cleared his throat. "…You two were together last night?"
I let out a small, strained chuckle. The kind people make right before their soul collapses. "It just so happened that I went up to the rooftop to let the dogs run around," I said quickly. "And he was there."
Yeongjae nodded, far too pleased with himself. "That's right."
I shot him a warning look and continued, "We talked a bit. Then that was it."
"And then," Yeongjae added smoothly, leaning back, "we continued drinking in my apartment."
Logan's eyes widened. "…You were drinking?"
