I massaged my temples again today at the KakaoTalk message from Ha Seungwoo that popped up on my screen.

A boyfriend who, with his handsome face and physique, hands over his number without hesitation whenever he's approached on the street. A bad boy whose passive trait is casual physical touch and never turning anyone away—dating him means there isn't a single day of peace.

He constantly leaves his water bottle or credit card at my place and whines for me to bring them to the center, so the moment I open the doors to 'Fitness Breed,' a nerve-wracking performance inevitably begins.

The second I pass the info desk, he firmly wraps his arm around another member's waist, engaging in excessive skinship just to show off. His gaze isn't on the member he's touching, but fixed entirely on my furrowed brow, a crazy smirk playing on his lips.

🎵 Ed Sheeran - Bad Habits