The Past

Upon hearing Aida's request, Connor couldn't help but pause for a moment, then smiled and said, "Are you implying that you have no ulterior motives towards me, Miss Aida?"

"Who has any motives for you? I'm really just scared! Do you think I would actually like someone like you?" Aida replied with exasperation.

"Back when I suggested sharing a room, you adamantly refused. Now, you're voluntarily asking to share a room. You're quite a strange person," he commented, shaking his head in amusement.

"Are you agreeing or not? If you're not, I'll go back to my room!" she asked hesitantly.

"Alright, I see you're quite pitiful. The door isn't locked; come in!" he said casually.

Upon hearing his response, she quickly entered his room.

"Let me make it clear; I won't sleep on the couch. If you want to sleep on the bed, go back to your room," he told her as he turned on the light.