Sena didn’t catch up with the humor in his voice and even though she was momentarilly embarassed, even star-struck, she found what he said not to her liking. Someone who has been working part time here and there, she felt this need to say at least something.
“It’s not that- service is bad here. I wasn’t able to recognize you. I apologize.” the girl murmured, squeezing the strings. She met his gaze, the blurry features of his face coming more int focus as she concentrated.
“I’m Sena. Yoon Sena.” with a faint smile now edged on the corners of her lips, dimple showing on the left side she bowed her head. “I should pay for these, excuse me.” With quiet steps she passed an idol but before she could approach servise counter she turned around one last time. “Thank you for the help.”
He can detect a hint of defensiveness in her voice, and Seunghyun can’t help but get confused at what exactly he said wrong. He blinks when her eyes meet his, and he just continues to look at her as she bows and excuses herself to head on to the counter. A beat skips before he can react and return the bow, low and polite, but unable to say much else–at least until he looks down and realises from the pack of strings he held in his hand, that he should probably go ahead and pay for them as well. Quietly, he falls in line behind her, debating whether or not to say anything.
“Sorry if I said something to offend.” In the end anxiety gets to him, and he just offers a big, but apologetic smile.