HIS MAID//KTH ✅

16

As Eunha changed into fresh clothes, she couldn't shake off the smile that crept onto her lips, betraying her inner joy. However, as soon as the image of Taehyung and their playful banter flashed in her mind, she scolded herself, slapping her cheek lightly. "Don't smile," she murmured to herself, as if reminding herself of the gravity of their situation. With a determined expression, she left the room, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

As Taehyung changed into fresh clothes, he couldn't help but ponder over the unexpected appearance of Liela. Standing before the mirror, he adjusted his collar with a smirk playing on his lips. "Liela? Interesting," he mused to himself, his mind swirling with thoughts about her sudden presence.

Despite his casual demeanor, there was a spark of curiosity in Taehyung's eyes. Liela's arrival had stirred something within him, igniting a sense of intrigue about her intentions and her connection to Eunha.

Leaving his room, Taehyung strode down the hallway with purpose, his mind still preoccupied with thoughts of Liela. He couldn't shake off the feeling that her presence was more than just a coincidence, and he was determined to uncover the truth behind her sudden appearance.

As Taehyung descended the stairs, he spotted Eunha attending to Liela, offering her juice and water. With a casual greeting, he approached them, a sense of familiarity tingling in the back of his mind. "Hello," he began, "I remember that somehow I know you."

Liela's eyes brightened at his acknowledgment, and she responded eagerly, "Well, I'm Liela. Do you know my father, Mr. Choi Minsuk? He supports you, and he was at the meeting too."

Taehyung's smirk widened slightly, his demeanor cool and composed as he replied, "Oh, great." Eunha, standing nearby, observed the interaction quietly, feeling somewhat sidelined in the conversation.

As Taehyung made a move to leave, Liela's request stopped him in his tracks. "Can you please sit with us? I just want to get to know you," she implored, her gaze fixed on him.

Taehyung glanced at Eunha, silently seeking her opinion. Eunha's eyes widened in surprise, wondering why he was even considering it. "Should I?" Taehyung questioned, his gaze shifting between Liela and Eunha.

Confusion clouded Eunha's expression as she asked, "What?" Liela, noticing the exchange, interjected sharply, "Why are you asking her?" Her tone held a hint of suspicion, directed at Taehyung.

Feigning a sudden realization, Taehyung responded, "I have work," using it as an excuse to depart. With a sly wink aimed at Eunha, he swiftly made his way upstairs, leaving behind a bewildered Eunha. She couldn't help but mouth the word "jerk" in his direction as he disappeared from view.

Liela's question hung heavy in the air as she stood up, her eyes boring into Eunha's. "What was that about? And why were you playing with him like a stupid child?" Her tone held a mix of curiosity and accusation.

Eunha shifted uncomfortably under Liela's intense gaze, feeling a knot form in her stomach. "It was nothing," she replied hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Liela's expression hardened, her features tightening with disapproval. "Yeah, Eunha, remember it. If I'm your best friend, I can be your enemy too," she warned, her words carrying a subtle threat.

Eunha swallowed hard, the weight of Liela's words sinking in. She knew exactly what Liela meant — the delicate balance of their friendship, the unspoken rules they both understood. Eunha couldn't shake the feeling of unease creeping over her as she realized the implications of Liela's statement.