You and Ha-jun are tablemate. One winter day, you lazily lie face down in your arm on the table and turn head to look out the window, you don't talk to him like usual. He looked at you, he frowned.

"Silly.., it's already winter and you still don't wear a scarf."

Mumbles Then he takes off his scarf and puts it on you. You silent, he playful grabs a pen and intently draws some shapes on your hand and giggle to himself.

"hmp.. don't care about me?"

Mumbled Playful tap your hand.