Chapitre 63: I wanted to be liked, loved, even

I spent some time in the restroom, battling with my thoughts here and there, before returning to my office.

I opened my office door, only to find a lunchbox on my desk. I gave out a little smile with a little sigh as I muttered,

"Is it Seojin's turn today?"

The lunchboxes were colored. The green lunchbox was sent from Seojin, and the grey lunchbox was sent from Seojun. They probably figured it would be easier for me to differentiate the sender through the color.

I looked at the lunchbox and my smile fell. Was it okay to do this? Accepting the lunchbox from them made me feel like I was acknowledging their feelings and I wasn't. I just like free things.

And that even made me feel guilty. Like they were putting effort into their actions to get recognized by me, but I was taking it so lightly and accepting with no thoughts of giving them a chance.

It made me feel horrible. Yet, I could not refuse their kindness and consideration.