'i'm sorry for making this about me,' he cleared his throat. 'i don't even know your name,'
she smiled sadly. 'i'm han sohyun, and you're choi beomgyu, right? everyone talks about how talented you are,'
he snorted at that. 'all people tell me is what a pathetic freak i am, who's this imaginary angel?'
she looked sardonically at him. 'i get what they said about you being a cynic. you really are a pessimistic little shit,'
he nodded in approval at her honesty. 'this is our last night here. let's be honest, we don't have enough time to sugarcoat words,'