Yoongi stilled. Nari had spoken. Or had he just imagined it? Still, he had the impression something important had just been communicated.He could feel her hand on his shoulder. Her touch was wreaking havoc…
Nari sat frozen. Was Yoongi referring to her? The girl he loved? The girl in the elevator hadn’t meant anything to him? She’d been injured and needed a bandaid before he took her home? She’d fallen…
Yoongi opened his phone. He clicked on the app he recorded his songs with. No one knew he composed music for the piano. It was his secret passion. But his appa expected him to…
But, much as Yoongi loved his stepmother, he ignored her advice. Especially after his father came to see him. “Do you have any idea how much you embarrassed me on Friday…
She’d been crying over lemon tart? He said the first thing that came to mind. “Well, you know what they say...when life gives you lemons, make lemon tart.” Her lips quirked…
What was wrong with this girl? He’d just tried to do something nice for her. Yet she seemed to suspect him of ulterior motives. Couldn’t he catch a break?Maybe she wasn’t worth his…
She’d ordered three desserts. He glanced at her average frame. She wasn’t tiny. But she wasn’t overweight either. “Where do you put it all?” he asked. “What?” She stared at him. “You told me to…
She returned with a cup of coffee. Unsolicited. But she already knew what he liked. And he definitely liked her. “Will you go out with me?” he murmured as he picked up…
See you tomorrow. Why had he said that? She pushed herself into her bedroom and reached for her pajamas. She was thoroughly exhausted. A few minutes later, she lay down in bed. Wide…
Nari swallowed. Why did it seem like Yoongi was breathing down her neck? Every little hair was standing at attention. The door was locked, but she hadn’t removed the key. She was nervous. Afraid…