Mia Ginger found herself lost in thought, unable to suppress a couple of silly giggles.
...
Soon enough, Koa Jackson came out.
He wasn't wearing a suit, just a smoky gray V-neck sweater on top with sleek black trousers below, giving off a gentle and casual homey vibe, perhaps due to the neckline, slightly... sexy.
Koa Jackson always dressed in suits all year round, with his shirt buttons meticulously fastened, appearing fairer than most men.
Tall, yet appeared slim when clothed.
But he never gave off a feeble impression, much like the noble young men who excelled in both literature and martial arts from classic novels.
Handsome, upright, with an air of aloof elegance, every move made with innate grace.
Easily making one infatuated.
Mia Ginger bit her lip, gazing at him foolishly, slightly electrified.
Koa Jackson raised a hand to dry his hair, his other hand lightly curled, beckoning her with his forefinger, saying casually, "Come here."
