CLENCHING THE RED ROSE IN HER RIGHT HAND, Song Jin Hee closed her eyes tight while facing her classmate. Nervousness, conflicted and confusion invaded her system as she was trying to get an answer for him.
What now?
She bit her lower lip as she was internally pressuring herself to get a right answer for him. But then, she let go a surprised gasp when she felt a strong arm wrapping her shoulders. Her eyes settled at the owner of the said arm.
What is he doing here?
“Our class president is tired, Min Seok-ah. She badly needs a rest so don’t interrogate and stress her that way,” the guy beside her turned his gaze at her. “Do you, class pres?”
“Umm… y-yes?” she muttered absent-mindedly.
“You really that exhausted, class pres? You can stay in the School Council Office’s private room if yo
