chapter forty seven

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Third Person POV

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Third Person POV

"Don't put it in there!" Heiji exclaims a bit too loudly, looking up at Sunwoo who towered above her with wide eyes as her words could be heard from anywhere, not even in close proximity.

"Why not?" He asks, tilting his head, looking all too innocent as Heiji slapped his arm playfully.

"I can't play that one," Heiji pouts as Sunwoo retracts the token he was about to put in one of the dance machines. "And you'd beat me, this isn't what it's all about."

The girl was crouching, reaching for a token the boy had just dropped as he offered his hand to help her get up.

"How would I beat you?" Sunwoo laughs as he follows Heiji around the place.

"I reckon you're a good mover," Heiji turns. "A good dancer, I mean."

"You can be the judge of whether I'm a good mover or not," the boy smirks, winking as Heiji made a face to say she was disgusted.

Despite depicting her face and actions to convey that she didn't like when he made jokes as much, it wasn't the case at all. For weeks now there had been this undeniable tension between them, which was normal considering their situation.

"Stop that," the girl undeniably blushes at his words. "How about this one?"

"You mean pac-man?" Sunwoo chuckles.

"Yes, pac-man," the girl mocks his voice. "Do you want to play or not?"

"I'll just beat you again," he shrugs, watching as Heiji's eyebrows furrowed, making him laugh. "Calm down, I'll go easy on you."

"Don't go easy on me," the girl says innocently, watching as the boys face flushed and he looked at her with confusion.

"Did you intend for that to be sexual or am I just weak?" He sighs before letting out a laugh at himself.

"You're weak," she sticks out her tongue. "You can go first, set the bar, since you're going so easy on me."

"It's on."

Sunwoo decided to play the game a little less up to par so that the girl at least won something today. She was competitive, but that didn't necessarily mean she was the best at such things - Sunwoo didn't mind, though.

"Look at you gushing because you won one game," the boy laughs, pinching her cheeks as they walked. "It's cute."

"I'm a winner," the girl says cheerfully. "We'll just ignore that it was possibly the easiest game in that place."

"My baby is a winner," Sunwoo nods, reiterating her words. "Would you like to eat?"

"Sure," the girl says. "Where?"

"You decide."

"No, you."

"I'm not fussed."

"I'm not either."

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