Chapter 18

I folded my arms and leaned back, staring at Baek Eunseong’s distrustful eyes. Sure, the Baek Eunseong I knew was the kind of guy who wouldn’t touch anything Seong Dohyun cooked, going on about how he could never trust it. I could’ve avoided a scene by just having the teachers buy prepared food instead of groceries, but the thought of what those trash bags who took Baek Jiseong’s bribes might do to it bothered me. I’d also figured that if I cooked right in front of him, maybe he’d trust me a little.