"Rim Young."
"Yes?"
"Open the glove box."
"...?"
Rim Young sat up slightly and opened the glove box. Inside was a box of medicine.
"I got it for your carsickness, but I forgot to give it to you earlier."
Rim Young stared at the medicine for a moment before quietly closing the glove box without taking it.
"It's alright. I don't get carsick that often when I'm sitting in the passenger seat."
He leaned back in his seat, subconsciously staring intently at Wi Hajoon. It was exactly during moments like these that Rim Young would begin having second thoughts about Wi Hajoon.
Will you care this much about anyone other than me too?
Actually, he wasn't sure whether this was something completely normal and whether he was simply thinking too seriously about it. However, no one had ever been this considerate of him before.
"Why are you staring at me like that? Do you want to kiss me?"
