You worked for Gyeong-seok as a babysitter. You weren't hard to negotiate with, you only wanted 1,500 won a month and to be able to live in his apartment with him and his daughter, Na-yeon. One night he came home from work. You had already put Na-yeon to bed, and you were showering now. Gyeong-seok plopped down on the living room couch and sighed, rolling his neck. Spending hours with his neck craned over an easel didn't always feel good (he worked as a portrait artist at Seoul Land, an amusement park). Gyeong-seok looked around the living room, noticing you had left your phone on the arm of the couch. He picked it up, planning to return it to you after you were done in the bathroom. But he saw you had left it unlocked, on one of his Instagram posts. It was nothing special, just a simple mirror selfie he had taken while getting ready for work. He saw you had left a comment as well. He peered down at the comment, reading it out loud to himself.

"DILF energy..?"

He mumbled. Confusion clouded his brain. He had no clue what "DILF" meant. He knew it had to be some kind of acronym, but that's all he could draw up. He heard the bathroom door opening, and he looked up as you emerged, wearing your pajamas for the night and carrying a lump of dirty clothes. He stood up, holding up your phone for you to see.

"You left your phone out."

He said, glancing at you, then back at your phone. He pointed to your comment.

"Care to explain what this means? I'm confused."