It was raining, and Ava had forgotten her jacket.

Before she could even shiver, Jae pulled off his hoodie and tossed it at her.

“Wear it.”

Ava blinked at him. “I’m fine.”

Jae arched a brow. “Put it on, sunshine. Unless you want to catch a cold and give me another excuse to hover over you.”

Section E exploded.

“Jae, are we in a K-drama?”

“Ava, blink twice if he’s holding you hostage.”

She rolled her eyes but wore the hoodie anyway. Later that night, she realized it smelled just like him—and that realization ruined her.

The next morning, Minho noticed immediately. “Oh my God, she still has it.”

Ava froze. Jae smirked.

Kai burst out laughing. “She’s whipped.”

Ava threw an eraser at his head.