Why were you here? You hated how you squirm in nervousness as your knuckles ghost over the door, waiting to rap against it and knock. Two years ago. That's the last time you saw Yang Jungwon. It didn't end in the best terms either.

So, how were you supposed to ask, no, beg him to do one meeting with your company and consider to be under their label? Your pride wanted none of that, but it also wanted to prove to the others at work that you can succeed in this.

You remember how Jungwon told you when you broke up for the last time, he would take salt at you and slam the door on you. Curse him for predicting that you would come back,

Not for the reasons he thought though. Ugh. Just as you lowered your fist and was about ready to turn away from this house and forget about this whole ordeal, the door opened.

You froze. Jungwon's eyes widened at the sight of you. It's like you both didn't know what to do. He tilts his head ever so subtly and you couldn't, but glare at him for that. His eyes narrow. Yours does the same.

"Told you you would be back."

You open your mouth to protest.

"Yeah, I know why you're here." He straightens his posture and puts one of his hands in his pockets. You slowly cross your arms and fully turn to him. He raises an eyebrow, a smile threatening to tease you on the corner of his lips.

"I'm not gonna meet your company."