“I never thought I’d see you in a tux.”
Dusting the front of his blazer, a pleased curve broke out across lips. He honestly wasn’t one for such occasions and the attire that the brief insisted on everyone wearing was most definitely far from any wardrobe he had in mind. Despite all this, Junhoe agreed to do so anyway. It couldn’t be of any harm, could it?
“You like what you see, huh?” he snickered under a breathy mist, peering up to the female before him with the same smile still dried over lips, yet, a little tinge of cockiness spilling over. It was just like him to be an arrogant airhead, even in front of someone whom he deemed such a close friend. Junhoe just couldn’t help himself, though, he was certainly lucky that Minhee was accustomed to his lousy behaviour.
