"Ahhh!"
"I'm sorry."
You bowed your head before tracing his glares. "Your apology doesn't make sense. Use your eyes in significant way." This man, who lives next door, rolled his eyes as he went out from the apartment building.
You pouted your lips and started bad mouthing him as soon as he went out. "Such a weirdo. What? My apology doesn't make sense? Apology my butt. It was not entirely my fault that we bumped into each other! He was giggling while looking at his cellphone! Hmp!"
You are about to enter inside to your apartment when you saw something on the ground.
"Oh? Is that his cellphone?"
On the other side, Jihoon is at the convenience store and currently searching through his pocket. "What the hell! I'm sure I put it inside my pocket."
Exactly at 12 midnight, the door opened.
"Y-Your phone... it fell in the ground," you reported while catching your breath.
His widened eyes went to his phone on your hand. Jihoon stood there, lips are partly opened as if his brain stopped its function. 'NO WAY! SH*T! OF ALL THE PLACES, WHY DID I LEFT IT THERE?!' Jihoon cursed inside his head.
His skin became paler than his natural color while he murmured these trembling words, "D-Did you ever look through my phone?"
You looked at your left side and stuttered, "N-No."
He dashed over and quickly pulled his phone back. "Then t-thank you," he said without even a slightest sound if sincerity. "If y-you are not going to buy anything, then go. Go out!" He even pointed the door.
"Hey. How dare you treat a customer like that?" You asked. "Fine fine. I'll go. Hmp!" You went out but halted in front of the store. Then you held your chest and clasped it tight with your beating heart.
Jihoon looked at his phone. He opened it and looked at the wallpaper in his screen. "She is lying. She definitely saw this. D*mn it!"
He is right. A moment ago, you opened his phone and found out that the picture in his wallpaper screen is You.
