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[ Sweater Weather ] - [ The Neighbourhood ]




As they arrived at the desolate fields surrounding Ni-ki's home, Vienna closed the distance between them, her eyes wide and expectant. She waited, hoping Ni-ki would break the silence and ask about her day at school.


But Ni-ki remained silent, his gaze fixed ahead, indifferent to her presence.


After a moment of this quiet standoff, Vienna finally spoke, her voice tinged with uncertainty, "Are you angry?"


"No, I'm not." Ni-ki casually plucked a few green foxtails from the ground, his demeanor nonchalant. He then turned the question back to her, "And you?"


"Ah?"


"Are you unhappy?"


Vienna shook her head, her tone firm despite her confusion, "I'm not unhappy either."


The setting sun cast a fiery golden glow across the abandoned field, bathing everything in a warm, surreal light.


Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, Vienna ventured, "Why did you bump into him back there?"


"Who?" Ni-ki asked, feigning ignorance as he continued to idly brush his fingers through the grass.


"Yang Jungwon," Vienna clarified, her voice edged with irritation.


Ni-ki scoffed, "What an unusual name."


"Why did you bump into him?" Vienna pressed, her gaze unwavering. "I saw you— it was intentional."


"I don't like him, so I knocked into him," Ni-ki said casually. He shifted slightly, leaning down to lightly brush a green foxtail against Vienna's nose. With a teasing smile, he added, "Are you planning to take revenge for him?"


Vienna's cheeks flushed with embarrassment at his close proximity. She took a moment to compose herself before asking, "Why do you dislike him?"


Ni-ki chuckled softly, his gaze fixed on Vienna with a trace of amusement. "Don't you already know why?"


Vienna looked away, her cheeks flushing as she tried to discreetly wipe her sweaty palms. "But I don't... like him. Not in that way."


"If that's the case," Ni-ki said, tilting his head slightly and narrowing his eyes with curiosity, "who do you like?"


Vienna felt her face turn even redder, the warmth spreading across her cheeks.


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