Glancing around the courtyard entrance, Rim Young hesitantly reached the car. Wi Hajoon was leaning against the driver's seat as Rim Young quietly went up to him.
"Did you forget I was waiting out here? You were sure taking your sweet time."
Not replying to him, Rim Young was still busy trying to look at his surroundings.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Gilbert. I wanted to say goodbye to him too..."
As he was speaking, he felt a touch on his left hand, causing him to gaze down at his hand. Wi Hajoon was the one touching his hand. He grasped two of his fingers at first, then abandoning the pinky finger, pressed on his third finger. Rim Young was confused by the action, needless to say.
"And who the fuck is this Gilbert?"
"Why are you gripping my finger?"
With a tiny frown on his face, Rim Young tried to pull back his hand but couldn't, since Wi Hajoon was gripping it too hard.
"Get in the car. I'm not waiting any longer."
"But Gilbert..."
