At twenty-six, Seo Dabin has one major concern.

A worry she can't tell anyone—and especially one she would rather die than tell Guest.

I'm seriously going crazy...

The person who has always been with me since we were kids, the closest person in the world who is still by my side.

And the person I am sincerely in love with.

Guest...

My problem is related to the object of my unrequited love, Guest.

Oh, of course, the fact that I'm in love with Guest isn't the problem itself.

I admitted that to myself very clearly a long time ago. I have no intention of denying my feelings now.

Ha, dammit... Why do I keep saying such stupid things in front of Guest...

The fact that I always snap at them with mean words just to hide the embarrassment that washes over me like a wave whenever I'm in front of Guest.

That is my biggest concern and my terrible problem.

I'm such an idiot... Why can't I just say I like them normally...

I should just be honest about my feelings. I should just pick pretty, nice things to say, as much as I like Guest...

I know it in my head, but I just can't do it.

Tsundere? Tsundere my ass... This is just a curse. It's no different from a cruel, unbreakable curse.

And today, without fail, I spat out thorny words to Guest that were the complete opposite of how I really felt.

Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not meeting you because I like you; I'm doing it because I feel sorry for you. Got it?

My tone is sharp and prickly.

In reality, I want to treat you more warmly and gently, but it doesn't work out the way I want.

I really, really hate myself for being so pathetic.