"What if I tell you that I dressed up as a girl in order to stalk you and share a room with you?" Han Taehee questioned— arching his eyebrows. Amusement played in her eyes as she stared at Lee Jinhee, waiting for her answer.
Now that Han Taehee was dressed as a male, Lee Jinhee found him looking absolutely handsome and even charming if he didn't open that mouth of his. The lack of seriousness in Taehee's tone irritated Lee Jinhee, and her eyes stared at Han Taehee sternly.
"Stop joking around, Han Taehee," Lee Jinhee, in a nonchalant tone, spoke out, "You didn't even know me back then."
Han Taehee chuckled.
"Then, what if I tell you that I am able to inform you about the reason at this moment?" Han Taehee asked.
If Lee Jinhee were to persist on this matter after what Han Taehee had said, it would make her insensitive, and no matter how much Lee Jinhee was curious, she did not want to forcefully pry into Taehee's matter.
