"Hey," I finally whispered as I crossed my legs on the seat and tilted my head to look at Chang-woo who was leaning back in his seat, his hair looking messy like he'd run his hand through it a million times. "Are you ok?" I asked him finally when I noticed how bothered he looked.
He didn't answer me, so I leaned forward and started to play with his hair. I enjoyed the feel of the silky hair, grabbing it at certain times and tugging lightly and I saw him close his eyes, a clear indication that he was enjoying this.
"I can't..." he sighed out finally, his voice cutting through the peaceful silence as his hand reached out and grabbed mine, pulling it away from his hair.
I felt my heart slowly begin to race, "you can't what?" I asked, nervously anticipating the answer from him.
"I can'
