After that, things took a turn for ....not the very best.
As soon as Yuna walked out of her dorm building, Austin was waiting quietly. It somehow reminded her of the time when he would wait for her so they could go to school together and then go home together afterward.
Though this time, there was a slight, subtle difference.
As soon as he saw her, Austin smiled, walked toward her, and took her hand, clasping it firmly.
"Good morning, Yuna. How was your sleep?"
Austin asked sweetly.
"Austin, it's uncomfortable."
"Every night before I go to sleep, I think of you, so I sleep very well,"
Austin continued as if he didn't hear Yuna at all.
"…Austin, it's uncomfortable," Yuna stated once again, persistent.
"I used to hold your hand."
This time he didn't ignore her but answered back.
Yuna's brows twitched. "Can before and after be the same?"
