And draw more unwanted attention to myself? Not everyone wants the spotlight, seonbae.
I see. Well, you would have to do it anyway. I do not allow many girls to touch me.
Before she responded, his stomach suddenly growled loudly to his shock, and even Daerim seemed shocked. "You ate yesterday evening, you buffalo. How are you so hungry this quickly when it is barely 12?" Daerim mocked, and Minho scoffed.
"Shut up, I'm hungry. Do something about it."
"Yes, your highness." Daerim did a mock bow, before scrolling through his phone.
"We can order from a Chinese place down the street," Daerim suggested, still crunching on his cereal. "Or there's that new pizza joint that—"
"No," Minho cut him off. "I want Goyung Garden."
Daerim paused mid-chew and stared at him. "Bro, what is your obsession with that place? It's just a small restaurant. There are plenty of better options."
Minho glared at him. "Shut up. There is no obsession. They just cook well, that's all."
