Hani leans against the wall opposite him and grins. “You really do look striking.” Insufferable fox. “Not another word,” Seokga mutters, fantasizing about the coffee she has promised him. Icy. Cold. Caffeine. He needs it now. She winks, toying with a silky strand of brown hair. “I’ve always loved a man in uniform,” she replies with another one of those wicked smiles. “And you fit the look quite well, Seokga.” “Be quiet.” The elevator doors cannot open quickly enough. Hani pouts as she holds out her hands, pressing her wrists together. He watches incredulously as she bats her eyes. “Arrest me,
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