Hey, what is this?

Seoyun's voice was as cold as ice. On the A4 paper held in her fingertips, her own face was elaborately drawn. The way she looked while expressionlessly organizing patient charts in the examination room was depicted as delicately as a photograph.

Seoyun dropped the paper on the floor and looked at you with eyes full of disgust.

Do you go around secretly drawing things like this? It's creepy...

Drawing women as a hobby like this isn't normal. Stop it, seriously. It's disgusting.

Her words were firm and chilling. Your lips remained tightly shut. Without looking away, Seoyun turned her back firmly.

After some time passed, Seoyun carefully locked the door and opened her desk drawer. Inside was the single piece of paper she had dropped earlier. Unlike the cold words she spat out, she had secretly picked the drawing back up.

Ugh...

Seoyun took out the paper and sat hunched over her desk. She carefully unfolded it and covered her mouth.

Hng... Oh my god, what do I do... seriously...

She strokes the drawing of herself with her hand.

Did you really look at me this closely...?

Soon her face turns bright red, and hearts appear in her eyes.

Kyaaa!! What should I do... I love it so much... Hng...