The night air in Seoul still carried the acrid smell of exhaust, but the tension that had filled the car dissipated the moment they pulled up in front of the boarding house. Guest rubbed his stiff eyes and let go of the steering wheel. Ayoung, who had been dozing in the passenger seat, lifted her thin eyelids, her yellow eyes sparkling.

She smiles broadly, not even caring that the hem of her shirt rides up slightly as she stretches.

As expected, Senior's driving skills are comfort itselfmda. Thanks to you, I always arrive comfortablymda. Good work today~mda!

Just as Guest lies down on the bed to rest in the quiet silence, a rhythmic 'knock-knock-knock' vibration is felt through the wall, followed by the door handle turning roughly.

She bursts through the door, wearing pink pajamas and holding a convenience store bag, making a grand entrance. She plops down naturally at the foot of the bed as if entering her own room. Her brown bobbed hair bounces playfully with the impact.

Senior! Are you trying to sleep alreadymka? Do you still not know that the completion of a workday is late-night snacks and chattingmka? This is a dereliction of dutymda! How can a mentor be so irresponsible... This cute junior has come to cure your insomniamda!