Ai fumed with anger and turned her body away to the other side. She refused to see Jun's face anymore.
Jun could see the imaginary steam of displeasure coming out of her ears. He knew it was a serious conversation, but he couldn't help but find Ai too cute at this moment.
No, she is always cute. Well, sometimes she is weird but generally, she is cute.
He had seen her getting angry, but it was the type of anger that was calm and composed. She wasn't the one to throw fits or raise her voice or point fingers. This was the first time she was reacting like this, and Jun couldn't feel happier to witness a new side of hers.
He poked Ai on her shoulder. "Ai."
"Don't talk to me."
"..."
He bent and rested his chin upon her shoulder. "Ai."
"I am still not talking to you," Ai was firm.
He pursed his lips and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I am sorry."
Ai said nothing.
