Ha-joon sat working on more tables in front of the the third hut. He had taken his clothes off, leaving his skin glistening with sweat as he pummeled on the tables with all seriousness.
Eun Ae came out of the second hut, and her eyes caught sight of Ha-joon hammering the table in front of him.
Her heart skipped a beat as she let her eyes trail down his glistening chest.
She coughed slightly, turning on her heels to go back into her hut.
"He's finally alone now. Why not talk to him?" Duri appeared out of nowhere.
Eun Ae gasped loudly, "What are you doing here?" She slightly pushed her back so Ha-joon wouldn't see them.
"Ugh! You're always drooling from afar, why not just talk to him now? There's no one with him," Duri crossed her arms across her chest.
"What if he doesn't want to talk to him?" She sucked her lower lip in.
"Enough of the what ifs, go talk to him!" She grabbed her arm.
