When You're With Me, Don't Talk About Other Girls...!

“…Idiot.”

“Hm?”

“L-Let’s go a little slower….”

The path we always walked hand in hand felt completely different from usual.

It made my heart flutter a little more, and the hand I held felt incredibly warm. But rather than wanting to let go because it was too warm, I wanted to feel that warmth even more.

We were already walking slowly, but I wanted to savor this feeling a little longer, so I asked him to slow down even more and squeezed Han Seojin’s hand tightly.

Maybe it was because of what had just happened at Seojin’s house, but my heart was pounding like crazy just from being like this with him.

It wasn’t as stimulating as the ki…ss we’d just shared, but even something as simple as holding hands felt wonderful.

As if drawn to a dish everyone knew was delicious, I held his hand with a fluttering heart, reluctant to let go, and started moving a little closer to Han Seojin.

Anyone watching us might have mistaken us for a couple, but I pressed close to him as if I didn’t care about that kind of misunderstanding. I was about to link arms—...