Woosung walks over the group, running his fingers through his silky and gorgeous hair.
"Hey." he says, looking at you.
You couldn't help but smile at him. He's tall structure dominates over your small and petite figure. You stroke the hair behind your hair.
"H-hi." you manage to reply.
Jinzo looks at you then at Woosung. He doesn't say anything cause he knows he can not complete with the mafia boy hotness that is woosung.
