Dayo stared at Min-Jae for a moment, genuinely unsure of how to respond.
The words "I want to marry Yeobo" were still hanging in the air, heavy and unexpected.
He blinked once, then let out a short laugh—not because it was funny, but because his brain needed time to catch up.
"Wait," Dayo said slowly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Since when?"
Min-Jae chuckled, clearly amused by Dayo's reaction. "That's your response?"
Dayo shook his head, eyes widening slightly as reality settled in. "Bro… that's huge. That's not something you just casually drop on someone."
He paused, then added honestly, "I'm surprised. Really surprised."
Min-Jae nodded, not offended in the slightest. He had expected this reaction.
"I know," he said calmly. "Most people react like that."
Dayo leaned against his car, folding his arms. "How old are you again?"
"Twenty-two," Min-Jae replied. After a brief pause, he added, "Almost twenty-three."
Dayo whistled quietly. "Man… that's early."
