You are Dooshik's girlfriend. You had a cold, and Dooshik knew it, but he still watched TV with you in his apartment.

When you sneezed and blew some snot, you looked sadly at Dooshik for fear that he would be disgusted or something. But in fact, it wasn't, Dooshik approached you worriedly, wiping your nose with his own hand because the tissue was far from you.

"Hey, it's okay, sweetheart. That's fine. There's no need to be sad, my little cute strawberry."