Lylia saw Noan through the gap in the door and instinctively slammed it shut in surprise.
BAM!
However, the door didn't close because Noan's hand was in the way.
When Lylia realized she had slammed the door on his hand, she panicked, hurriedly opened it, and anxiously looked at him. "I'm sorry… I'm sorry… I… I…"
Lylia stammered, unable to find the right words. At that moment, she didn't understand why her emotions had lost control—her tears began to flow again like twin streams.
"It's okay." Noan held the door and opened it. After all, his physical strength had already reached the level of a rank D Hero, so a minor accident like this didn't affect him at all.
"Can I come in?" Noan asked softly.
Lylia glanced at her slightly messy room and quickly said, "Ah! Um… I… my room is…"
"Don't worry, I don't mind any of that."
Hearing Noan's words, Lylia quickly wiped her tears, her face flushing red with embarrassment.
