Chapter 45 Crossing the Line

“Hello.” Hana waited for an answer from the other end of the line but only heard heavy breathing making her cringe, tiny hairs stood behind her neck.

“Hello? Is anyone there?” She paused, waiting for the caller to answer back. “I’m going to hang up now.”

“Wait,” a hoarse voice resonated through the receiver. “Hana, Hana,” his voice slurry.

Hana gulped, cleared her voice, “Suho Oppa, is that you?”

“Who else could it be…” coughing in the middle. “But you’re ever-reliable, the most handsome friend. Who am I kidding?” He snorted. “I’m just a lowly servant, a failure. I’m not even a pinky finger comparable to your knight in shining armor speeding away in his flashy horse. I only have Patrasche but he has Porsche,” his tone sarcastic.

“Are you drunk or something?” Hana clutched at the handset.

“Me? Drunk? Hahahaha! Of course, not! I know what I’m talking about.”

“Oppa, let’s talk some other time.”

“Now, you don’t want to talk to me anymore? Woah! You have changed, Hana. Why don’t you want