Ye Jun
Si Woo's head snapped up, his smirk gone in a flash, and he stepped forward, that defensive tone kicking in like he owned the whole room. "Hold up," he said. "Ye Jun and I already went for a run earlier. He is pretty tired. Right, Ye Jun? We sprinted the whole way back. No way he is up for more."
I laughed, sharp and bitter, because tired? My ass was throbbing from the tattoo, sure, but tired from a run? Please. I pulled back from Ohm's hug just enough to glare at Si Woo. "Tired? Nah, I am not tired at all. You should go have fun with your girl. Your wife-to-be, Lisa. Sounds like you two have a lot of catching up to do. Wedding plans and all that cute childhood stuff."
Si Woo's jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing at me, but I did not wait. I grabbed Ohm's arm and started dragging him toward the door. "Let us go. Now."
