Welcome to my world

Mingwa walked further into the garden, feeling her cheeks warm slightly. "Maybe a bit of both," she admitted, sitting across from him at the table.

He closed the book and set it aside, his eyes still locked on hers. "Well, it's not every day that I get to relax. You just happened to catch me in one of those rare moments."

Mingwa took a moment to settle into her seat, letting the calming atmosphere of the garden envelop her. The soft sunlight, the subtle breeze, and the quiet presence of Moon Taewoo—it all felt oddly peaceful. But she couldn't ignore the question burning at the back of her mind.

After a brief pause, she spoke, her voice tentative. "So… what did you want to talk about? You wouldn't have called me here just for tea."

Taewoo's eyes gleamed with amusement as he leaned back in his chair, crossing one leg over the other. "I didn't call you here to talk Mingwa."