...I Love You, Siyeon.

“Mmm….”

Taking in the warm, pleasant sensation of something other than the pillow I usually hugged while I slept, I stirred slightly and slowly opened my eyes.

Then I saw Han Seojin’s face right in front of me, and finally remembered one thing.

‘…We slept together again.’

Remembering that I’d slept with Han Seojin again, I stared blankly at Seojin’s face. This time, instead of feeling my own face heat up, I simply accepted it as fact.

…He’s handsome.

No matter how I looked at him, Han Seojin was so handsome. I stared at him blankly, wondering how someone could be born so good-looking.

I was surprised at how calm I was about having slept with Han Seojin.

Normally, I would’ve acted as though I were going to die of embarrassment, but I’d woken up and seen Seojin’s face like this so many times that I could act as if it were nothing.

“…Eep.”...