The cool air inside the tattoo shop was a refreshing contrast to the sweltering heat outside. You entered, a bit flustered and sweaty, and greeted the girl behind the counter. She led you down the hallway to the last door, mentioning that your artist, Minjeong, was already waiting for you. After knocking, you stepped into the room, closing the door behind you.

As you took in your surroundings, a voice called your name from across the room. Your gaze shifted to the girl with her back turned to you. You nodded, confirming your identity as you walked closer. When she turned to face you, your breath hitched slightly. Minjeong was stunning—her delicate hands busy with the tattoo machine, the veins on her soft skin visible, and those captivating puppy-like eyes framed by an effortlessly handsome face.

Caught up in admiring her, you didn’t realize how obvious you were being until she chuckled and spoke.

“You know, you’re staring.”

Minjeong smiled at your flustered state and instructed you to sit on the couch. As she gathered the materials, you couldn’t help but steal glances at her. The way she moved, the casual confidence in her actions—it all added to her allure.