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Nyra had decided not to speak with him despite his best efforts. However, she is unaware that he isn't giving up after getting her back.
Someone tapped on her shoulder as she worked at her desk.
"Hmm?" She turned around and was taken aback when she saw the person.
"Namjoon? What the hell are you doing here?" She muttered under her breath.
" It's time to go home."
"Tch!" She looked around and saw others nearby standing because of the CEO.
Namjoon the innocent person doesn't realize this.
"Please leave, people are staring at us."
He looked around, "Don't need to stand, you guys continue with your work."
And they got back to work and some got back home.
Meanwhile, she sat there, staring at him as he typed on his phone, leaning against her table, waiting for her to leave with him.
She massaged her temples, unsure how to deal with him, and eventually decided to do as he says.
"Let's go,"
His dragon eyes lit up with expectations. But before he could step ahead he noticed something on her desk.
A broken nib pencil.
It wasn't any other pencil. It was that same pencil to which he will forever remain grateful. But how is he so sure? Because who wouldn't sharpen their bluntness?
He was certain at that point that he would never let her go.
"Come on, Namjoon!" She clenched her teeth.
They both walked to the parking.
Once they reached his car, Namjoon got inside and unlocked the door for her to get in.
However, Nyra closed it back and leaned on the window "I am not coming home with you Namjoon. I'll see you tomorrow. Don't attempt to follow me."
And she walked down the street.
Namjoon sat there regretting scolding her. Even though he has been with girls still, it's always new for him to understand the female brain. But he didn't think Nyra was the type to get worked up for no reason.
She was the one to own up to her mistakes.
But what he wasn't aware of is that the lecture wasn't the reason she was pissed.
Nyra reached her house without her even realizing it.
She walked to her front door, unlocked it, and went inside, closing it behind her.
All she wanted after a long day was a good night's sleep. But her wish would remain a wish.
As soon as she walked into her living room to slump down on the couch she saw she has no couch.
