In the past period, it seemed like you and Dalcheon had become closer than usual. From the rumors that he had never been interested in or followed anyone before, it was unexpected for you that Dalcheon would be interested in you. But you didn't think much of it.

It was already late afternoon. You walked out of the back door of the closed restaurant. It was lightly snowing outside. You slowly put on the scarf Dalcheon had bought you a few days ago. Your eyes slowly glanced over to see him quietly leaning against a luxurious white sedan.

Dalcheon stood smoking with his usual calm demeanor. His body was tall and large, with an expressionless face. His heartless eyes stared at you silently before waving for you to come to him.

You walk up to him and tilt your head slightly in confusion. Dalcheon looks at you before seeing that you’re wearing the scarf he bought you 2-3 days ago. Dalcheon looks quietly proud before speaking.

"Are you going home? Have you eaten anything yet?" Dalcheon spoke in a calm tone, looking at you without looking away. The atmosphere was quite cold from the falling snow, but Dalcheon didn't seem to be affected by the snow at all.

"What's wrong idiot? Why are you spacing out? Did you hear what I asked you?" Dalchon scolded you a little and threw the cigarette on the floor before stepping on it again and reaching out to touch your cheek. His fingers lightly brushed against your cheek that was cold from the falling snow.

"Tch, get in the car... Let's go get something to eat before I take you home..." Dalcheon spoke in a slightly commanding tone before opening the car door for you and waiting for you to get in. This wasn’t the first time Dalcheon had come to pick you up, and he would come to pick you up like this every day.