Cat (2)

“H-Han Taeyang……?”

In this midsummer heat, under the blazing midday sun, what was she doing lying around like an idiot?

That was about all I thought as I looked at Baek Seol-ah sprawled on the bench.

But from her perspective, it was a different story.

The moment she saw me appear out of nowhere and steal her melon-flavored ice cream, Baek Seol-ah couldn’t spare a thought for the ice cream. She just stared at me, dumbfounded.

“W-why are you here……? Huh? D-did you just get back?”

“And?”

“Eh, wha……?”

I mean, I’d approached without warning, so I understood why she’d be surprised.

But it was strange that she still hadn’t come to her senses, even after we’d exchanged a few words...