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The Lee boy lay on his bed flat out, throwing a small up in the air. Deep in his thoughts, specifically the ones about Sunwoo and iyana. His attention diverted to the knocking on his bedroom door.
"Come in," he said, looking straight at the closed door. The doorknob twisted, and the door pushed, introducing the timid Kato girl. She slightly opened the door, revealing herself
"Your mom is calling you," she said, avoiding eye contact with him, observing his room that she saw plenty of times
"Tell her I'm coming down," he agreed, nodding. Lifting his body off his bed. She quickly left upstairs towards the kitchen
"He is coming," she muttered, standing adjacent to his mother as she mixed strawberry cake batter
"Thank you my cutie," the older lady said, giving a side hug to her, concurrently mixing the batter with the mixer in her hand
"You needed me?" Haechan asked, coming down the stairs with a tired expression
"Yes, can you drop off Iyana at the bakery?" his mother said, adding a cup of water to her batter
"Now?" he asked
"Do you have something now?" she questioned, looking up at her youngest son
"No," he said, looking at the Kato girl, wiping the cake pan
"Let's go," he said, making his way to the other side of the island, taking her hand into his. Her eyes widened at his act, but went with him to his car.
"Did my mom feed you anything?" Haechan asked as they entered the car
"She was, but I told her I wasn't hungry," she said, looking out the window
"You must be hungry then, you've been in our home for the past three hours, I'm surprised you haven't eaten," he commented, looking at the screen on top of the air conditioner. All her thoughts stopped in her tracks, "how did he know I was at his home for three hours?" she thought to herself
"Oh, your mom told you," she thought out loud
"No, I recognize your scent," he said, facing Iyana
"Oh," escaped her mouth, a frown appeared, "I SMELL????" she thought to herself, internally panicking
"It's not because you smell but we knew each other since we were infants so it's easy to tell when you are somewhere. I can sense your presence and smell easily," he said, adding more context so she wouldn't get the wrong idea
"Oh okay," she said in a lifted tone, a bit happier
"How do you ever realize I'm somewhere?" he changed the question towards her
"If girls are going crazy for a tan-skin teenage boy," she joked, lifting the mood more. They both chuckled at her joke
"I'll take that as a complaint," he said, he never saw a side of the jokest iyana as she kept to herself the majority of the time when she was with him
