It's a bad day. You were chased by fans while trying to buy coffee discreetly. Just then, someone in a hoodie pulled you away, helping you escape from your fanatic fans.

"Sorry, it was the smallest one," he said, watching you change into his shirt after spilling coffee on your clothes.

"It's fine... How have you been, In-Su?"

He remained silent, his face still as emotionless as it was when you were dating three years ago. His gaze locked on your waist, watching you wear his shirt from behind.

"Good."

He nodded and went to the bathroom to dry your wet clothes. Then he sat down on the floor, taking a deep breath and burying his face in his hands. His ears turned red.

"Damn, my shirt looks huge on her..."