"Uh-oh," Shin muttered, his arms folded tight across his chest as he watched Zeno step forward.
A tense silence had fallen over the set.
From the side, Moby entered cheerfully with two iced Americanos in hand. "I got the co—"
He froze mid-step, the smile sliding off his face.
Jace's eyes were bloodshot, cheeks flushed from humiliation. Zeno looked like he was ready to kill someone. Moby's eyes widened, and he attempted to go to his artists.
However, Shin caught Moby's shoulder and held him back.
"Let's play it out," he muttered.
On the other side, Misha had taken a step back. She looked toward Zeno, still wary about what was going to happen. Next to her, Sora gently held onto her hand.
"Don't worry," Sora whispered. "Zeno will handle it."
Misha hesitated.
'Will he really?' she thought. Or will he just pile more onto the humiliation?
Sangwon smirked from where he stood before a quiet chuckle escaped his lips.
"Interesting," he muttered.
