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The rest of the day, Seuljae spend her time training with both Jaemin and Mark. Jaemin was supposed to leave earlier but the other insisted him to stay, by giving a glare and using his determine tone.
She would be lying if she said she wasn't tired. Jaemin's nagging added with Mark harsh way on giving advice— although the older can be a little bit flirty to her, gave her the thought that she was worse than her expectations.
Sitting down on the concrete floor, leaning to the cold grey wall, she let out a sighed, drinking down the water bottle Jaemin handed to her. Her beating heart was still rapidly thumping, still haven't recovered fully to the loud and sudden sound of gunshot.
She hasn't felt the thrill for a long time. She remembered when her father took her to training, she would always get excited. Cheering and shrieking at the top of her lungs if she got a shot even if it's just one.
Now that she hasn't encountered anything like this for years, everything seemed to changed.
"Hey," a voice called her out from the thoughts.
She adjusted her head to see Mark walking slowly towards her with a towel draped over his shoulder, sweats slowly trickled down his neck as his veins and muscles were visible almost pumping out from his shirt.
A hint of red slowly crawled up her cheeks as she bit her inner cheeks nervously. The sight of Mark standing over her, his body slightly hovering. Eyes were dark and cold, piercing through her.
He might be an ass when they first met but he's been helping her. Not to mention that he was also very attractive.
"You should go back home. It's late." He said, wiping several of the sweats that he felt going down the back of his neck, using his towel before ruffling it to his black locks.
"Yeah." She softly uttered, standing up slowly as she put the cold water on the side of her neck, cooling her down.
"I must say, you did pretty good today." Seuljae blushed even more at the compliment, moving the bottle to her heating cheeks. Luckily, her cheeks often turn red because of the heat, so there's nothing to worry about.
"Do you have a ride?" He asked again, now standing beside her.
"No, I walked here with Jaemin."
"Well, you can't walk back. It's dark. Not safe for you." He said, looking back to the window, showing the dark clouds lingering outside.
"I can just orde—"
"Believe me sweetie, no drivers around here. Have you seen this place."
She bit her lower lip, brushing off the nickname he used, her hand going to her pocket as she opened her phone, proving what Mark said right. Letting out a sigh, Seuljae's eyes watched as Mark left the area and out to the workspace.
