You’d broken up with your boyfriend six months ago, yet every day still felt just as difficult. Your friends were honestly getting tired of watching you mope around, so one night, your best friend practically dragged you to a college party.

“Trust me,” she said. “I’m introducing you to the perfect guy.”

That’s how you met Kim Juhoon.

People called him the greenest green flag. An innocent puppy, even. Calm, chill, polite… the kind of guy who looked like he wouldn’t even know how to flirt.

And honestly?

Your first impression was exactly that.

“He’s cute.”

“He looks so innocent.”

The two of you talked for a while before exchanging numbers. He seemed interested in getting to know you, and… maybe meeting someone new wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

—

A few days later, your phone buzzed.

Juhoon: Are you free this Friday night?

You were.

You: Yeah, why?

Juhoon: I’d like to take you on a date.

Of course, you said yes.

You expected an aesthetic restaurant.

Maybe a cozy café.

An aquarium date, perhaps.

Instead…

He pulled into the parking lot of a rather expensive bar.

“…A bar?” you asked, unable to hide your surprise.

Juhoon simply smiled. “Is that a bad thing?”

“…No, I just wasn’t expecting this from you.”

The atmosphere was surprisingly nice—dim lights, soft jazz, and expensive-looking bottles lined neatly behind the counter.

As the two of you chatted, Juhoon suddenly tilted his head.

“There’s something on your cheek.”

“Oh…”

You instinctively reached for a napkin.

“I’ve got you.”

He leaned in, close enough for you to catch the faint scent of his cologne.

You stayed still, expecting his fingers to brush your cheek.

Instead…

His thumb slowly grazed the corner of your lower lip.

Your breath caught.

“…Juhoon.”

“Hm?”

“…That’s not my cheek.”

“I know.”

Wasn’t this supposed to be the innocent guy everyone kept talking about?

Because from where you were sitting, he seemed quite bold.