Yueul picked up the pen again and added a small note at the edge of the notebook.
[If you say it like this, people will definitely like you more! Trust me on this! Also, I found out that there’s dust piling up on those snacks :’( Everyone’s probably too scared to even touch them, but they’re meant to be eaten, after all. :)]
Wooheon frowned.
‘What the hell is with those emojis? :’( and :)?’
He’d never even used such emojis even when he was in school.
And what’s with this whole ‘Trust me on this.’ thing?
How could he trust this foolish weasel who couldn’t even properly persuade him on why he should change his tone of speech in the first place?
Crossing his arms, Wooheon narrowed his eyes.
Meeting his gaze, Yueul, who had been leaning slightly forward to write, quickly looked down after barely two seconds of eye contact.
Wooheon sighed heavily.
“Mr. Lee.”
“Yes...?”
