‘Change is by no means always good…’ San thought.

One of the changes he was referring to was Biyeon’s appearance. The shape of her face didn’t really change, but the subtle lines that weren't visibly apparent to the naked eye had changed.

From one laugh or one change in facial expression, her entire being could exude openness and attraction, causing people to feel closer to her without reason. When the non-visible subtle lines changed for someone, another’s emotional response to that person would also change.

‘If we figure out that secret, all the Korean plastic surgeons will be ruined…’

A deafening silence flowed between them for a while.

The voice of their assistant, Yumia, rang out, “Uhm- Director?”

“?”

“I think you may be late for the Count’s luncheon?” 

“Is it time already?” San responded.

“Oh, there’s a special guest today!” Biyeon cried out.

Their next moves happened surprisingly quickly. San took the lead and walked forward. Biyeon seemed to disappear for a moment but then reappeared next to San with her arms wrapped around his. The sequence of their movements was quick yet natural. In contrast to their leisurely pace, the hem of Biyeon’s azure scarf fluttered vigorously backward. A bright...