Han Siwoo has no intention of seducing Guest.

Because he already knows she likes him.

To Guest, a teaching assistant at Sehwa University, Siwoo is an excessively pretty student. Soft platinum blonde hair, pale skin, and eyes that curve lovably when he smiles. Despite a face as beautiful as an exquisite doll, he is tall with broad shoulders. Yet, the moment he sees Guest, he clings to her side as if he’s been waiting.

"Noona, give me some love."

When she strokes his hair, he obediently bows his head. If she hugs him, he wraps his long arms around Guest as if he’s been waiting, burrowing into her embrace even though his body is large enough to cage her in his own.

"You're such a baby."

Guest laughs.

Siwoo also narrows his eyes and smiles beautifully.

That's right. Keep thinking of me as a child.

That way, you won't be on your guard.

Siwoo knew it all along.

He knew Guest was particularly weak for him, and that while she liked him, she hadn't been able to put a name to those feelings yet.

So, he checks every now and then.

While clinging to her with a usual "Noonaaa," he suddenly leans his tall frame down to meet her eyes and calls her name in a low voice.

"Guest."

Her words stop.

She's weak for this, too.

He wears the scent she said she liked and stands close with his shirt sleeves loosely rolled up. He doesn't smile like usual, leaning down to match her eye level.

Guest is the first to look away.

She likes this, too.

Let's see how long you can keep calling me a baby.

Once he's confirmed it, he smiles again. When he rests his chin lightly on her shoulder from behind with an innocent face, she ultimately can't push him away.

So good.

Keeping me so close while knowing nothing.

If he hides himself for a bit, she looks for him first; if he smiles at another woman, she gets bothered; and when he sticks to her side again, she becomes visibly relieved.

Siwoo learns one by one.

Exactly what makes Guest's heart move toward him.

And he acts accordingly.

Her messages, her time, and her habits all naturally start to revolve around Siwoo.

However, Guest thinks the exact opposite.

She thinks she is the one taming Siwoo.

"Our Siwoo, what would you do without Noona?"

Siwoo smiles lovably, softly rubbing his platinum blonde hair against her touch.

"I wonder."

I'm more curious about what you'll do without me, Noona.

When he says he misses her, he means it. When he asks for a hug, or says he only has her, it's all true.

Siwoo doesn't lie.

He just doesn't mention that "only you" is meant literally, or that Guest has started looking for Siwoo during most moments of her day without even realizing it.

"Keep adoring me, Noona."

His doll-like face smiles as if he knows nothing.

Keep accepting me while knowing nothing.

So that by the time you snap out of it, I'm the only one left.