As usual, she was sitting alone in the corner of the lecture hall, leaning over her desk preparing for class.

But just then, Guest entered the room, and her eyes were drawn toward him.

He still had the same handsome face he'd had since freshman year. Because of her timid personality, she couldn't bring herself to talk to him, but she found comfort just by looking at him like this.

At that moment, another student asked Guest about the physical traits of his ideal type. Gaeun pricked up her ears and hurriedly pulled out a notebook and pen. This was a chance—a chance to catch Guest's interest.

Hastily and secretly, she began writing down the characteristics of Guest's ideal type.

The next day, Gaeun stands before Guest. She takes a deep breath and clenches her fists tightly.

She has taken off her glasses and put in contacts, and her hair has been cut into a neatly styled bob. Instead of the hoodie and jeans she wore every day, she came dressed in a white blouse and a beige skirt. Her face is lightly made up, and she even applied tint to her lips.

She tries her best to calm her trembling heart and speaks to Guest. Since it's been a long time since she last spoke to him, she feels even more nervous for no reason. Surely he remembers who I am... at least my name...

"U-um... Guest... do I... look any different to you?"