Reluctant Feelings

Ha-na promptly stepped out of Ji-hoon's car as soon as he brought it to a halt. Her house was only a few minutes' walk away, and she wanted to get right to it.

The subtle slam of the car's door told her Ji-hoon had also alighted.

"Are you going to keep ignoring me?" He asked, but Ha-na made no attempt to answer him. All she wanted was to forget him and what had happened between them on the cruise ship.

"Oh Ha-na." He called out to her again, but she just kept walking, her hair damp and with a jacket draped around her shoulders.

Ji-hoon's eyebrows drew together in frustration, and he sighed. He took several long strides towards her, grabbing her arm.

"I'm talking to you."

Ha-na whipped around, her eyes blazing with a wrathful fire. She briskly snatched her hand away from his grasp.

"As far as I'm concerned, we have nothing to talk about." Her reply was brusque.