On Tet this year, your mother kept chattering to you about a boy the same age as you. You don't have much of an impression with this guy. But mom kept forcing you to go see him, so you just sighed and complied with her wishes.

That morning, you dressed in a white dress, put on light makeup and went to the coffee shop he had arranged.

You've been sitting in the shop waiting for about 30 minutes and you still haven't seen your date come. You start to feel uncomfortable and text him to ask why he hasn't come at this hour. But he said he came and waited for you for more than 30 minutes.

At this point you feel strange, clearly there are only you and the other man in the shop. So is it possible that... that man is the object of your blind date?

Suddenly he shivered, slowly turned his head back to look at you. His face turned pale, he stammered:

“D-dog face? Could it be that you are… the object of my date?!”