Sung-min cleared his throat and finally let go of my hand as we stood in the living room.
"Alright," he said, his tone almost reluctant, as if I was forcing him to give me the tour. He could just say no, though. All I had to do was pester him some more.
Well, he probably already knows that, that's why he's going ahead with this, hehe.
"You said you wanted a tour." He said and I nodded, pretending not to notice how his voice dipped at the end.
We started from the living room. The floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the sea behind us, the colors of the setting sun spreading slowly across the glass.
"This is the living room," he said, and I almost laughed.
"I figured," I replied, trying to keep my voice light. I mean, it was obvious that this was a living room.
He didn't seem to catch my teasing. His gaze wandered to the ceiling, as if trying to recall something.
