Chloe looked at Jo Minjoon. Was he so nervous and terrified that he couldn’t even make a smile. And that’s why when she looked at his face, she felt regret. She wanted to be his strength just like he heard all of her worries when she was troubled. She also wanted to become his enduring step.
Chloe extended her hand. Her small, slender, and warm hands rode on Jo Minjoon’s shoulder.
“Don’t tremble. I can accept the results whatever it is. We have done our best. We did well.”
“……..Yeah. Right.”
The tasting began.