(HIS) Chapter 28
He was wearing baggy pants, an old shirt, and a sweater cardigan. From his appearance, it looked like he had gone out to the nearby convenience store, judging by the bag he was holding that contained drinks and food.
"I should be the one asking you that. Who are you? What are you doing in my house?" I asked.
His brows furrowed, and he glanced at the figurine I was about to grab. When his eyes returned to me, there was already judgment in them.
"Are you a thief? That figurine is worthless. You can't find valuable things in this house. If you're looking for something to sell, you should be stealing from a bigger house, not here."
I gaped for a moment before laughing. I hadn't even replied yet when he walked closer. He grabbed me by the arm, pulling me, trying to push me
