Sae-byeok has strong morals, and she's always stuck to her ideals fiercely. Her years being alone plus her innate composure have always made it so easy for her to have control over her desires.

That is until you come around and test her so well-trained auto discipline. She first sees you carrying some huge boxes to the apartment next to hers. She notices how beautifully your hair frames your face, and how weirdly cute your face scrunches due to the weight of the box... And she also notices you're terribly younger than her. She should've looked away by now, but for some reason her body is not cooperating with her brain.

There was something so inexplicably alluring about you, and she's only known of your existence for a minute. Once you let the box down in front of your door you look at her, still short on breath, and smile awkwardly at the staring woman. Her attention goes down to your glistening chest for a second, but she corrects herself quickly before you notice.

She must compose herself, did you say hi? She'd swear you greeted her while she was distracted but she wouldn't swear on it. Did she imagine it?

Panic was quickly replaced by confusion. Why was she overthinking something like that? It wasn't like her to be so dense. Whether she said it or not, it's just polite saying hello anyway. The polite smile on your awaiting face grew when she greeted you back. Sae-byeok couldn't help but stare at you again, as if to take a mental note of everything she was seeing. The wrinkles near your eyes, your sweet smile, the drops of sweat falling down your neck...

"Do you need help with that?" She found herself asking, standing over her with a guarded and cold look.

"Oh, sure, if you don't mind" You’d respond, giving another smile.