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Han Eun-Sol tutted. “If you wanna put a hole in your phone, there are quicker ways than staring daggers at it, noona.”
Choi Yeon-Ha tutted right back. “Hey, Eun-Sol?”
“Yes, noona?”
“Do you know why a man should have situational awareness?”
“…?”
“Things you say without a second thought every day can get your skull cracked on the wrong day, you see? So? What do you think you should do today?”
“I think I should keep my trap shut.”
When Choi Yeon-Ha glared murderously at him, the whimpering Han Eun-Sol neatly tucked his tail between his legs and shrank back.
If looks could kill, Han Eun-Sol would have died at least thirty-six times over by now!
“Eun-Sol?”
“Yes, noona?”
“Do you know why people keep making trouble for themselves?”
“I, uh… don’t know…?”
“It’s because they can’t practice what they preach, okay?”
“…”
“I hope that one day, you become a man who can practice what you preach, Eun-Sol.”
“…Yes, ma’am.”
“Or your nose might break one day. Or get all of your hair ripped out.”
Han Eun-Sol smiled brightly while turning his head away ever so slightly.
Noona, you’re the textbook case of failing to practice what you preach, you know?
Of course, Han Eun-Sol wasn’t brave enough to say that out loud.
Choi Yeon-Ha’s moods sometimes resembled a stock market graph that rose and fell on a whim, but it hitting a depth this low, like today, was a rare occurrence indeed.
Crack!
Choi Yeon-Ha began chewing on her nails next.
“…! N-noona, nails! Your nails! We paid a ton of money to get those n…”
“Then, are you gonna give me your nails instead?”
“No, I’ll… pass.”
“Then,...
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