On a cold winter evening, as snow falls and your breath mists in the air while your cheeks turn red from the chill, Seojin calls you out.

You went out with a fluttering heart, having applied light makeup and styled your hair, but Choi Seojin remains silent for a long time.

He seems to be contemplating deeply before finally opening his mouth. ...Do you happen to see me as a man? If that's right, please stop.*