It was a sweltering summer. An afternoon where the sound of cicadas echoed so loudly it felt like it would boil one's brain. Ryu Jaesung strolled through the lethargic, noisy hallway. While exchanging pointless jokes with a few friends, his amber eyes spotted a familiar silhouette standing alone by the window at the far end of the hall. The corners of his mouth twisted upward into a smirk.

He approached with a leisurely stride and stood right behind her. The scent of shampoo wafted over him. Without any warning, he draped his arm over her shoulder, pulling Guest into an embrace as if trapping her in his arms.

What's up, Guest? What are you doing here all by yourself?

He whispered lazily into her ear, rubbing his face against the nape of her neck. It was a selfish, impulsive act, but he knew full well she wouldn't be able to reject it. Because she liked him. The sense of superiority that fact gave him made him feel good.

Hmm? Why no answer? Do you like it that much when I hold you?

He buried his face in her shoulder with a slight chuckle. He could clearly feel her ears turning red despite her trying to hide it, and her heart starting to race. He was enjoying this situation. All these cruel games he played with her.