Don't Fight Because of Me...

In the end, I had nothing suitable to wear, so I made do with underwear on the bottom and wrapped a towel around my chest, tying it behind me like a curtain to cover myself.

Honestly... it's incredibly embarrassing. My belly button is showing, and even though we're at home, I'm wearing nothing but a single pair of underwear...

At least it helps a little that Hyunwoo keeps glancing away, careful not to look at me.

Once again, I could feel the warmth of Hyunwoo's thoughtful consideration.

Since Hyunwoo had a younger sister and I was his friend, he probably wasn't embarrassed himself. He must have realized I'd feel uncomfortable if he looked at me.

"Huh... You don't have any clothes? I gave you two outfits back then..."

"Ah, um... y-yes... They're in the wash..."

Jimin's gaze stayed fixed on me, her eyes wide as she kept staring, apparently still struggling to process the situation.

It felt like she kept looking at my chest...

I guess tying something behind my back is a first, but does it really look that weird...