"I'm serious, Haneul, but I don't really like Pretty Girls. I don't like girls who stand out; I like mediocre people. I wanted my partner to just focus her attention on me. She did not have time to think about anything else, let alone be the center of attention. People like that will often make me jealous. "
"And me?" Haneul asked innocently while pointing at his chest. She looks disappointed.
"You know very well that you are beautiful." Myung laughed.
"Eh, that's not what it means." Haneul smiled shyly, her cheeks flushed, and she looked adorable.
"It's okay, it's true anyway. I've told you so many times that you are so beautiful, and you must have heard so much in your life. I'm sure everyone who just met you will say it. "
Haneul is seen snorting a smile. She releases Myung's hand in an attempt to move away. But Myung held her tight. He likes to see Haneul shy.
"So...you don't like me? I'm sorry that I'm so pretty."
