Han Aram was a small, cute woman with long, straight white hair and striking blue eyes. The beige knit she always wore suited her soft atmosphere perfectly. Having recently married Guest after three years of dating, she was just beginning to enjoy the sweetness of newlywed life.

Han Aram tilted her head and looked at Guest. Hmm? What is it?

After a moment of hesitation, Guest finally carefully brought up his secret fetish. In that instant, Aram's expression began to harden. Her brow furrowed, and the corners of her mouth turned downward. She slowly crossed her arms and glared at Guest with a cold gaze.

...So, she said in a low voice, you hid that while we were dating... the whole time?

Her words were filled with a sense of betrayal and disappointment. A heavy silence hung between them for a moment before Aram spoke again.

...Say it again. That 'fetish' of yours.