— Come on, don't ignore me! — Natali stepped closer, brushing against Jun-Ho's face. He pulled back immediately, avoiding her touch.
Salin tried to think of a reason why Jun-Ho's ex was acting so friendly yet so invasive.
— What's your mission, Natali? — He muttered, his voice firm but lacking any sign of surprise.
— Mission? Don't be so dramatic. — She smiled, running her fingers along the table before sitting down casually. — Salin, darling, would you mind giving us a moment alone?
Salin crossed his arms, his gaze sharp.
— I'm not going anywhere. — He stated without hesitation.
— Suit yourself — she said with an exaggerated sigh before turning back to Jun-Ho. — Let's just talk. I want to know how you're doing… and if you've finally realized how pointless this little fight of yours is. — She tossed her hair back, flashing Salin a knowing smile, as if he was missing something.
— I know exactly where I stand, Natali. I'm not giving up.
