"Hyung, what is this strange smell on you?" Seojin asked, and I sniffed myself.
"Strange smell? Do I smell?" Then, I realized what he was referring to. "Oh, are you talking about the perfume I'm wearing?" I asked but it did not lift his frown.
"I feel like I've smelled it somewhere before." He said, taking off his washing gloves, and then I was sure I saw his eyes glow dark. "It's unpleasant."
"I... Well... " I looked down, feeling uneasy.
Why did he say that? Was he saying the perfume didn't smell nice on me or... Was he saying I wasn't worth it?
I bit my lip, clutching on the hem of the sweater I was wearing.
"I... I didn't know." I said. "I shouldn't have worn it, right? I won't wear it next time. I..." Seojin lifted my chin and stared at the hurt in my eyes.
His eyebrows furrowed sadly and he said,
