On a nice, sunny afternoon in early autumn, after Sarah had turned off her phone for a while, someone got impatient and knocked on her door. Hajin, in his workout outfit, opened the door to a grumpy Amber and her attendants.
She wasn't very grumpy anymore when someone who looked like he was jumping out of a sports drink advertisement answered the door, however. Hajin might not be everyone's type, but people still couldn't help but appreciate his features.
Amber cleared her throat; the scowl had gone from her face. "Where's Sarah?"
"Huh? Eonni?" the owner of the place peeked into the foyer. From the way she had her hair tied in a ponytail, it seemed like they were working out together when Amber came. "What brings you here?"
Amber crossed her arms and clicked her tongue in response. "You not answering my call?"
"What--you called me?" Sarah raised his brows before laughing as she stepped into the foyer. "I turned my phone off because it got hot from all the calls I received."
