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"You really like being mysterious."

June sighed, giving up on probing more about his past.

"When you find out about me, you can give me your opinion on what I should have done."

Noah said, receiving another poke from June.

They continued to talk and drink for the whole night, enjoying their peaceful time together.

As the first rays of the dawn entered the room, Noah interrupted his line of thought and focused back on his surroundings.

June had long fallen asleep on the couch, uncaringly stretching her legs over Noah's waist.

'Is this a habit of her? She sure doesn't care about appearances.'

Noah shook his head, carefully moving her legs away in order to stand up.

June didn't wake up, it seemed that the wine had relaxed her so much that she didn't even pay attention to the environment around her.

A bitter smile appeared on Noah's face as he stared at the girl quietly sleeping in front of him.

'If my situation was different, I wonder how our relationship would have evolved.'