Please don't chase me

A cold shower is enough to wake you up

Yet up until they left the store, Yana still didn't figure out what hidden motive Luka had but soon she forgot about it anyway. And Luka's cheesy move was thrown out of her head.

Rather than that, both Yana and Luka were occupied with carrying the leftover fried chicken back to Yana's place.

"We're almost there!" it was already night and only the city lights illuminated the pitch-black sky.

"Is that so?" Luka followed Yana into the apartment complex, his arms carrying at least 6 large boxes. The smell of greasy fried chicken clung onto him and aired out the hallways.

Yana felt a bit bad but still put her two boxes on top of the pile Luka was carrying, "Sorry but I need to open the door."

Luka's expression was too hilarious but Yana didn't dare to laugh in fear he'd let all of her precious food fall onto the ground.

"Come on, get in," Yana fumbled with the keys for a while before finally managing to open the door. Turning on the light she let Luka into her apartment.

"You can put them on the counter," as Luka did what she said, Yana opened the windows.

"What do you think?"

"About what?" Luka looked around the modern apartment before letting himself fall on the sofa.

He pulled on his shirt a bit, unbuttoning to leave a gap to see his skin. Yana plumped next to him and pointed around, "Of my place?"

"Alright."

"Alright?" Yana puffed her cheeks but gave up.

"What's wrong? Do you want me to compliment your apartment?"

"No."

Yana's sparkly eyes diminished as a smile grew on Luka's face.

"I paid for the food and even helped you carry it, where's my reward?"

"R-Reward?" Lia froze.

She has calculated this absolutely perfect, carried it out beautifully until the smallest detail, so where the hell did this reward pop out from?

Yana knew she couldn't take his deeds for granted but she hoped that whatever made him nicer would include this free service but she was wrong.

"I'll work extra hard!" this was the only thing Yana could promise.

"Extra hard?" Luka narrowed his eyes and suddenly moved closer, Yana was having none of it.

Her heart was racing and each time he got closer to her, she moved back until-

"Stay still," Luka's arm slung around her waist and secured her in place. Close enough for their bodies to touch.

Another fatal cheesy move. Yana's face blanked and a sweatdrop rolled down the sides of her face, "Luka..."

"Yes?"

"Do you watch dramas?"

"Dramas?" momentarily Luka's grip on Yana loosened and she took the chance to bolt away from him.

Something was definitely wrong with him! What the hell was he trying to do? It was fishy. He definitely had some ulterior motives!

Luka looked at the place beside him and then at Yana who stood a distance away from the sofa. He could still feel the touch of her waist underneath his fingertips.

Luka sighed, "Alright, you said it. Work hard. I'll leave."

Yana nodded and saw him off. Before she closed the door, she told him, "Good night."