Kyung-Soo immediately took out his phone and dialled Jae-Geun's number. "Come fast! She needs help!"
"Wh…at? No, I don't. Who… did you call?" Nivritti breathed heavily.
"Jae-Geun, your SJ!" said Kyung-Soo involuntarily. He didn't know why he said like that, but Nivritti felt as if someone dumped a whole bucket of cold water on her.
"My what?" Her breathing instantly slowed down. She widened her eyes and, with a resting bitch face, kept staring at Kyung-Soo, angrily. How dare he call Jae-Geun hers? She didn't want to think about any man like that. No one was hers, and she belonged to no one.
"I…" Kyung-Soo was confused as to what he said. Why was Nivritti suddenly angry at him? "I said your friend, SJ. That's what you call him, right?"
But Nivritti didn't reply; she just kept twitching her mouth and staring at Kyung-Soo with a flared nose.
