A few little girls gathered in front of the arrogant man, elbowing each other playfully, their faces showing the youthful exuberance unique to girls; bold yet shy, they pushed each other but none dared to stand at the front.
"You go."
"Hee hee, I don't want to, you go. You were the one who suggested it first, surely you aren't scared."
"I..."
"You go."
"No, I'm not going, you guys go."
The few girls giggled, nudging and bumping each other, hesitating in front of the tall, strikingly handsome man for several minutes, unable to decide who should go.
However, it was rare to see the man sitting there ignoring the commotion they caused, preoccupied with his phone.
After pushing each other for a while, they realized he wasn't going to approach them, and started feeling awkward. One of them glanced at the most beautiful among them and nudged her forward, "Nana, you go."
