Sora's POV
Yeongjae's spoon slipped from his fingers and clattered against the wooden platform.
The sound echoed far louder than it should have in the quiet rooftop night.
For a moment, neither of us moved.
Then Yeongjae slowly placed the ice cream cup down beside him and turned his full attention to me.
The change in his expression made me nervous.
"Why are you telling me this?" he asked quietly.
The calmness in his voice was worse than anger.
"I thought we agreed you would date Logan without getting intimate with him."
His eyes locked onto mine, sharp and searching.
"Are you trying to make me jealous?" he continued. "Or is this your way of saying you're choosing him over me?"
"It's not like that," I said quickly.
But he cut me off before I could say anything else.
"Then what is it, Sora?"
His voice rose, frustration breaking through.
