if there’s anything donghyun knows for sure about girls, it’s that you should always apologize first. now, if you ask him, he’s got absolutely no idea what he’s done and how he’s managed to push her buttons like that, but jinri doesn’t look the least bit happy. clearly, he must’ve said something stupid — but what? he’s disappointed in himself, to say the least; after all, he’s never been one to run his mouth without thinking. ‘noona,’ he calls out sheepishly, fiddling with the hem of his shirt. ‘i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to upset you.’