"Seo Seong."
His voice was sharper than usual.
She looked at him. "Yes?"
"Don't get too close to him."
A pause.
She frowned slightly. "Why?"
"He's not trustworthy."
"That's not your concern."
Silence.
Sincho stepped closer.
"It is."
Their eyes locked.
For the first time—
It didn't feel like a contract.