her eyes found his again, and she wondered why she was so scared of him to begin with. as she took in more of his appearance, save for the gun that was strapped to his belt, she would without a doubt admit that he was attractive.

"stop staring," he ordered quietly, and she could've sworn that she saw a peculiar pink blush dusting his cheeks.

she averted her eyes, the only thing separating the two being her empty bowl. "can you explain about the photos, please?" hwamin asked him, rolling her lips into her mouth.

he shrugged. "do you know instagram?"