9. You spoke informally to me
Time approaching noon.
A woman who suddenly appeared as if she had fallen from the sky grabbed his wrist and Jiheon was unable to move.
I completely forgot what I was doing.
My body felt strange. I felt strange.
A name as hot as midday. A woman with a feverish name.
Lee Jeong-oh. It was her again.
She had a provocative yet resigned look in her eyes, as if she had lived somewhere in her dream.
That's all.
"How can you throw that away?"
I'm just blaming myself.
The mere fact that she was in front of him made Jiheon want to pull her by the waist.
Anywhere, no matter where.
I wanted to pull the button on the front of my blouse that was neatly fastened. I wanted to check the hidden curve. I wanted to touch the white skin inside the sleeve.
I wanted to swallow it all.
That shallow breath.
Are you crazy? Am I really crazy?
It was a strange impulse I had never had before.
It's all because of that damn dream.
Jiheon resisted the strange feeling and twisted his arm to remove the hand she was holding. It was something I could roughly shake off, but I couldn't figure out why I was moving so slowly.
He moved his hand flexibly and grabbed her slender wrist. Just like she did.
The tide was easily turned around.
Her puzzled eyes were interesting.
What next?
He said, looking down at her as if searching.
"Shall we say it verbally?"
What should I do now?
"Uh oh!"
At that moment, the elevator door opened and the man shouted. It was Ji-heon's friend, Deputy Director Park Seung-gyu of the human resources team.
Seung-gyu, who witnessed a shocking scene as soon as he got off the elevator, was unable to continue speaking. He pointed at the two people with his finger and opened his mouth.
My friend was holding the wrist of a newly hired female employee. The guy who is the director of the company. A guy called the headquarters manager.
"Director! "What are you doing here!"
After finally coming to his senses and yelling loudly, Jiheon also let go of Noon's hand.
Why were the two people like that?
Yesterday too, Ji-heon talked to him about assistant manager Jeong-oh Lee. Your face is pale.
Seung-gyu laughed it off and teasingly asked her if she was pretty, but he didn't really mean it.
That was the case, but this was a situation that could not be laughed off.
What should I do now? Are you interrogating Jeong Ji-heon?
Ask Assistant Manager Lee Jeong-oh what's going on?
"Assistant Manager Lee Jeong-oh!"
Seunggyu brightened his expression and took a step closer to Noon.
