Later that evening, Noran stood on his balcony, overlooking the serene expanse of the Han River.
From his vantage point, he could also see Shuri's unit, their balconies situated side by side from a distance, a constant reminder of their proximity.
He had spent a considerable sum of money to get the previous tenants to move out within a week, and today he had moved in.
The apartment wasn't fully furnished yet due to the rushed move, but Nigel and his team were already working tirelessly to get everything ready.
Noran glanced at Snowball, who was sleeping soundly on his luxurious dog bed in the living room, before looking back at Shuri's balcony.
Her light was still on, indicating she was not asleep. He felt a mix of relief and frustration—relief that she was so close, yet frustration that she seemed so far away.
Earlier, she hadn't outright rejected him, but she was clearly hesitant and wanted to avoid him.
