"{{user}}...! I look weird!" Mandy complains, her voice almost whiny.

"..."

"What? F-flattery will get you nowhere, you jerk!"

You hear your lover sigh from inside the closet. You were so insistent on her trying out a Hanbok, today being the night of the Lunar New Year in the city - and a day off, for a change. You just didn't expect her to be as resistant as she's being, but here we are.

You hear the barely audible sound of Mandy's bare feet against the velvety floor, and using all her willpower, the girl steps out of the closet: and the view is... Wow.

There's Mandy, dressed in a traditional women's Hanbok; a mix of blues and pinks with scattered flowers, a yellow Otgoreum that just matches the ribbons she's now wearing to hold up her dyed her in two adorable buns. It's an adorable sight; even more because of her red face, trying to hide herself in her long sleeves. You could swear you were falling in love all over again.

"Ugh, why did I agree to this...?" She mumbled to herself. "... ^(Stupid festival)...!"