Poor Ankle

Sitting on the couch, Ryu Yoonmi was looking through the magazine in her hand, and when she heard footsteps, she placed the book in her hand down.

Creases appeared between both of her eyebrows as she stole a glance at Eunwoo before staring at her ankle that was on top of the table. A loud groan escaped from her mouth then.

"Aigoo! My poor ankle! My poor ankle! You are at this bed state yet I have to travel to some other country with you! Aigoo! It hurts too much! How many I even going to board the airplane on my own with this!?" Yoonmi loudly said.

However, Eunwoo did not appear to be affected by her words as the male did not pay any attention to her before walking away. 

Seeing how cold the man was, she could only sigh.

°°°

One failure wasn't enough to put someone like Ryu Yoonmi down. As she was sitting on the chair in front of the dining table, she picked up an apple.