Chapter 9

POV: Jaewon

I can’t answer him because I don’t imagine where I could go. If I went back home, I knew I would end up crying at some point because that place still reminded me of Ji-a very clearly, and that led me to Namsoo and the whole snowball they created.

Harin smiles and holds my hand. “Come with me, I know a nice place. I’ll take you there.” I don’t oppose, just keep walking beside him, and once again, we’re next to his motorcycle, with him starting Betty and waiting for me to put on the helmet, which, due to my stress being at its peak, confuses me a bit.

“Let me close it for you,” he says, lifting his hands to hold my chin and lift it, closing the latch. “Now, get on.”

I do as instructed, and this time, I hold him tightly around the waist from the start. I even want to press my face against his back and sigh until the feeling of being the biggest idiot in the world stops, but I don’t.

Harin, on the other hand, may notice how I am and doesn