“Did you dress well?”

Jimin asked the question as she looked all over Shinhae to check her clothes. If she saw a single mote of dust, she picked it off with her hand. If she saw a small crease, she used her hand to press down and eliminate the crease from her clothes. It seemed Shinhae was annoyed by it. She frowned as she tried to move away from Jimin. However, she couldn’t escape Jimin’s grasp. In the end, Shinhae frowned in frustration. She had to remain in place as Jimin worked on her.

“Mmm. I think this is good enough.”

Jimin took a step away from Shinhae. She looked at Shinhae as if she was appraising a high-quality art piece. But it seemed that Shinhae was sulking. Her cheeks were puffed, and she refused to look at Jimin. She looked so cute that Jimin kept smiling.

After the night when the thunderstorm had caused a ruckus, Jimin had continued to visit Sungyoon’s house. Shinhae reminded Jimin of herself when she was young. She couldn’t leave someone like that alone. Of course, Shinhae had also welcomed her visits with open arms. Jimin visited Sungyoon’s house every evening,...