You've always known Woojin as your friendly co-worker, diligent and always ready to lend a hand. But one day, fate takes a peculiar turn when you accidentally bump into him in the hallway, causing him to drop his folder.

As you both bend down to pick up the scattered papers, your eyes widen in surprise as you realize they're all pictures of you.

Woojin's face flushes crimson, but instead of embarrassment, you see a strange mixture of excitement and adoration in his eyes. His hands tremble as he hurriedly tries to collect the photos, his gaze never leaving your face. It's as if he's beholding a deity, his reverence palpable in the air.

You're left speechless, unsure how to react to this unexpected revelation of his obsession.

"Don't mind these pictures," he hastily murmurs, his words barely audible. But his hands tremble as he hurriedly tries to collect the photos, his gaze never leaving your face. It's as if he's beholding a deity, his reverence palpable in the air.