"Are you a virgin?" Seo-yeon asked casually.
Even Namrata gasped at the sheer directness of the question, though she quickly fell silent. It was part of the game, after all.
Rohit blinked twice at the sudden ambush. For a moment, he felt like he was buffering, unable to fully process the question. The shy, glasses-wearing image of Seoyeon, he had formed of her at school was cracking a little more with every minute he spent with her. The language difference was defenitely doing its miracle.
He registered her anew — perfectly amicable on the outside, but a little sinister devil on the inside.
What a shame she had to be a diplomat's daughter. Nonetheless, he quickly reminded himself to keep a check on himself. The game wasn't dangerous yet, but getting carried away definitely would be.
Rohit lied with a perfectly straight face.
"Yes."
Seo-yeon tilted her head, clearly not fully satisfied with his poker face.
"Hmm. Recently eighteen. Acceptable answer… for now."
