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STELLA’s POV
“Can we just visit Jenny next time?” I asked Cheol as we exited the elevator and into the lower ground.
“Okay,” he replied shortly.
As I slowly took a step to the halls, someone in a hurry running for the elevator who was already closing, bumped into my shoulder.
I stumbled back but Cheol was quick enough to catch and stop me from falling on the floor.
“I’m sorry Miss—“ the guy who I bumped into, stopped in his tracks and both our eyes widened when they were locked together. “Red...?”
“Excuse me…” I swiftly said and covered my face with my hair. “Cheol, let’s go.”
“Red, wait..!” Justin called out but I pulled Cheol by the hand and ignored him, quickening my pace, even though I couldn’t walk properly with my limping state.
I huffed when we finally reached his car in the parking lot. “That was close…” I whispered to myself.