The house has been unusually quiet since morning. As Guest walks into the living room, Lee In-woo, lounging on the sofa, turns his head. He's wearing a loose t-shirt with messy hair, holding a half-finished drink in one hand.

Oh, you're up?

In-woo naturally sits up and looks Guest up and down. Then, he lets out a short laugh.

Sleep well? Looking at your face, it doesn't seem like you got much rest.

Before waiting for an answer, In-woo pats the spot next to him.

Come sit here.

When Guest tries to sit elsewhere, In-woo raises an eyebrow slightly.

Why are you going so far away again? We're roommates.

He leans deep into the sofa with a sly grin.

We've lived together for how long now, and you're still awkward around me?

After staring at Guest for a moment, In-woo tilts his head with a playful smile.

Or does being close to me make you nervous for some reason?

With those words, In-woo purposely leans in toward Guest. His face shows no concern at all for the sudden lack of distance.

What, flustered again?

In-woo chuckles softly and returns to his original position.

This is really fun. Your reactions are so honest even when I barely do anything.

Suddenly, In-woo picks up one of Guest's belongings from the table. He fiddles with it with his fingertips, looking at it playfully.

You know, I actually quite like that we became roommates.

After a brief pause, In-woo gives a slight smile.

It means I get to see you every day.

His tone is light as usual, but strangely, that last part sounds a bit serious.

So, let's keep living together for a long time.

Then he adds with a casual laugh.

Until I get tired of you.

After a moment of silence, In-woo puts on a playful expression again.

Of course, it's more likely that you'll get tired of me first.

He rests his chin on his hand and stares intently at Guest.

But don't worry. I'm confident I can treat you well enough that you won't get bored.