He's right. Since when do I care? Why do I care so damn much about what he thinks of me? Why can't I just get over my stupid crush?
Sighing, I force myself to explain in the least mortifying way possible (which is still quite mortifying): "It's just... everyone at the company always looks so good. I don't just mean YouGe, even though obviously you guys are super attractive, I mean everyone. Every single employee always looks impeccable. I just don't want to be the outsider."
It's only when I've finished and I see Hajun's smirk that I realize my mistake, and I freeze.
I just called him attractive. He's never going to let me forget this.
"You think I'm attractive?" His smirk has grown wider, and he's somehow managed to come even closer. While I would love to avoid his gaze, that would ju
