W-Wait, That Place Is Dirty...!

“…….”

“…….”

Silence.

My first meeting with Dad, whom I’d only ever seen in photos, consisted of us repeatedly avoiding each other’s gaze, glancing over, meeting eyes, and looking away again.

And since Seojin and I had been kissing just moments ago, a strand of saliva still connected us. I hurriedly snapped it with my hand, and my mind went hazy, as if a high-pitched beep had started ringing in my ears.

“Father…?”

The words I blurted out before my mouth could completely freeze made Seojin realize who the person in front of us was, too. He stared blankly at Dad.

“…….”

“…….”

“…….”...