Mhalee's POV
"Are you mad at me? Are you avoiding me?" she asked me. She forgets things so quickly. Just yesterday, she called me lewd, and now she's asking.
"I'm busy," I said, removing her hands from my arm. But she quickly put them back, so I sighed in exasperation.
"Ate, are you mad? You've been avoiding me since yesterday. Did I say something when we were drinking?" she asked, pouting while looking up.
"You're still so young. Have you already forgotten?" I asked her sharply as I looked at her.
She didn't speak and seemed to be thinking while pouting.
"What did I say?" she asked me after a while. I couldn't help snapping and rolling my eyes at her before taking a deep breath. I thought she remembered.
"You just told me that my name suits me because I'm lewd," I replied irritably
