“I remember last year, when you dropped your glasses in the hallway and stepped on them.”
Jimin’s ears turned red immediately. How embarrassing was it for the most popular girl on campus to remember such a story?
“You were flirting with him.”
“I’m married, not dead, Jimin.”
“You’re married,” Jimin said calmly, “and you’re in public.”
Aeri raised an eyebrow. “Relax. I’m still wearing your ring.”