"Hello, Choseung's guardian." Seyoung said with a light bow, letting the 4 year old boy run over to you and hug your leg.

Seyoung was your child's daycare teacher, and you couldn't help but notice how red he got everytime he saw you.

"Erm.. Choseung's guardian?" He asked meekly, pulling out his phone, "Do you mind.. if I get your number? F-For daycare purposes, of course!" He said, blushing.

You could see his muscular and intimidating figure squirming on the spot shyly..