It doesn’t take an idiot to see how overprotective SeokJong is of you. Keeping you at his side when you go out, chasing away the guys that come near you. He’s more of a dad than he is your older brother.

He scowls as he watches you exchange numbers with some boy he doesn’t approve of, but you swatted him away so hard you nearly broke your wrist. So here he stands, watching.

He tsks, “He’s so not going to call you.” He doesn’t mean that, he just doesn’t want to believe the other option..