"Hey!. I'm not your Dad Yang!". Haneul said while smiling.
"O my God!. I thought that you were my Dad!". Yang said, before closing her laptop.
"Why did you think I'm your Dad?". Haneul asked while arching his brows.
"Hmm….. I grew up with my Dad, so whenever there's a knock on the door, then I assume that he's the one, because he has always been the one!". Yang explained. "Why are you even here?". Yang asked.
"To give you dinner. I don't want the person who I'm responsible for to fall ill because I'm going to be held responsible!". Haneul explained.
"Ohh!. So you are doing this as your responsibility, not that you care if I get sick or not right?". Yang asked while biting her lower lip.
"Is biting your lip a habit?". Haneul asked, because for the small time that she has been her
